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Equinox

While the king he screams at the likes of us
Her majesty waits at the back of the bus
The stars willingly align After all, times stays on its own side
Without wings, we're gathering
Preparing for the rites of spring
From the swinging of the axe to the swaying of the hips
It's such a tangled web we weave from the soul to the lips
The time to live is heard in the ticking of the clocks
as you and I make love till the equinox
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Hey-yeah-yeah hey-yeah-yeah ohhhhhh We learn, we learn, we learn

Equinox