I see the spark and hear the joy
celebration of meaningless change
only numbers going higher
till they fall again
One has ended, other began
for someone said it must be done
yet all that happened
is but a cycle of the sun
There in the tower sits another
regalia gone, now free
there she wonders what will be
why others seem so full of glee
What now when change has gone by
and the outcome the question does not satisfy
Does turning the tides clashes the waves of life
for happines has sparks of doubt so rife
Magic swirled around her horn
from an ancient book a page was torn
words written by the one who tore
filled with despair as she once was
enveloped in magic blues
floated by the hearth
there she dropped the omen of her past
and lit it up
In flames darker than any you've seen
no longer was there anything to read
just a pony standing there
to look she couldn't bear
And the weakness took its place
Moonlit eyes grew too heavy
tired body collapsing onto the bed
but with a smile and now a clear head
no longer uncertain of her ways
not worried nor feeling she's to blame
with royal burden taken away
and freed of her nightmare dame
May she take a first step
For her road has no line with finish in tags
Twists and turns, false ends and loops
laughs and cries, smiles and whoops
Life as long as she knew has past
and her past now all ash and dust
But like a phoenix that rises from its memory
Let her hear the melody in chorus of Harmony