The Unicorn and the Warrior
Two pillars of fascination
Soaring
Destroying
And in the midst of the mischief in this hapless heart, the ne’er-do-well just watches
They’re so commanding
So sure
Apart in method, connected in potency
A bright smile and a cozy embrace
You don’t fight it, because you can’t
A dirty smirk and a frostbitten attitude
Get ready to fight, because you’re going to have to
Nothing in common
No paths to cross
East and West
Just two forces making their way through nature
Opposite sides of the roundabout
Round and round until they’re both through the layabout
The same one who built the rest stop
Just in case one of those motors couldn’t run anymore
Or maybe they wouldn’t want to
But he knows they’re too finely tuned for that
And he knows they’re far too driven
And he calls that rest stop home