Archdruid: Welcome, watchers of the skies!
Archdruid: All winter we've been hanging on in quiet desperation
All: In the English way.
Archdruid: The Equinox is upon us! The Sun crosses the equator, bringing fun, fun, fun.
All: Mr Blue Sky is living here today, hey hey.
Archdruid: But just as he crosses the half-way line, he will be taken out by the moon.
All: Like Martin Skrtel body-checking a striker who's been played through.
Archdruid: And behold - Hnaef climbs upon the Tightrope of Equinoctial Balance.
All: To plunge into the darkness of the duck pond
Archdruid: ...as the Sun plunges into the Void
All: The Void
Archdruid: The Void
All.... of Darkness
Moon Gibbon: As it is eaten by the Moon Gibbon!
Moon Gibbon Folk Run Screaming into the woods
Hymn: Equinox (Jarre)
All that is now
All that is gone
All that's to come
and everything under the sun is in tune
but the sun is eclipsed by the moon.
Archdruid: There is no dark side of the moon really.
All: Matter of fact it's all dark