Gypsy Bard cover

When you're rife with devastation

There's a simple explanation:

You're a toymaker's creation

Trapped inside a crystal ball

And whichever 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 galloping blaze overtook my city

So they shipped me off to the orphanage. Said, "ditch those roots if you wanna fit in

So 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 loved ones have been mangled

Listen to the jingle jangle of my gypsy tambourine

'Cause these chords are hypnotizing

And the whole world's harmonizing

So please children stop your crying

And just sing along with me