Just yesterday, the moon shone blue
and the twinkling stars were gold,
but now they’re dull, they’re only stone,
and the moon is white and cold.
Just yesterday, the unicorns
grazed happily in the rain,
but now the grass lies dead and brown
across the endless plain.
Just yesterday, when I was loved,
brilliant colors filled the sky,
and every cloudbank smiled at us,
and wore a rainbow tie.
But now my love has gone away,
and life is dull and drear,
and that is why I say, my child,
there is no magic here.