Oh when you arrive to devastation there's one simple explanation, your a toy makers creation trapped inside a crystal ball, and which ever way he tilts it know that we must be resilient we won't let them break our spirits as we sing our silly song! When I was a little filly a galping blaze over took my city they shipped me off to the orphanage they said- "Ditch those roots if you anna fit in." but, still I dug one THOUSAND holes, and cut a rug with orphan foals. Now memories are blurred and their faces are Obscured but I still know the words to this song. when you've bungled all your bangles and your love ones have been mangled, listen to the jingle jangle of my Gypsy tambourine. of course these cords are hypnotizing and the whole worlds mesmerizing, so please children stop your crying and just sing along with me!~
The head not mine I just borrowed it for just this video
