Come sail away with me Come sail away, come sail away Come sail away with me
[Pinkie joins in the harmony as well as she can - it's harder with someone who's not a trained singer, but certainly far from impossible. It's not like she was always trained either, but she sang anyway. Are ponies just naturally good at that?
She's aware of the crowd gathering, and knows it's probably mostly for her. She thinks about the things the press says about her own peers, and wonders what more they might venture about a strange, wild-haired man on the streets. Moving closer, she goes to link arms with him. She can't stop anyone being cruel later, but she can be nice now.]
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Come sail away, come sail away
Come sail away with me
[Pinkie joins in the harmony as well as she can - it's harder with someone who's not a trained singer, but certainly far from impossible. It's not like she was always trained either, but she sang anyway. Are ponies just naturally good at that?
She's aware of the crowd gathering, and knows it's probably mostly for her. She thinks about the things the press says about her own peers, and wonders what more they might venture about a strange, wild-haired man on the streets. Moving closer, she goes to link arms with him. She can't stop anyone being cruel later, but she can be nice now.]