Lunar Rings - Solarstone, Santerna, Essence

She has dancer’s legs

And eyes that glow like Mexico

And she moves like fireflies

Through Jackson Pollack southern skies

She’s falling like dominoes

Where she lands nobody knows

Her hair rolls like waterfalls

Or golden tears she never shows

She is counting on lunar rings

Though she’s never been one for astronomy

She is shivering in the northern wind

She is begging, begging to begin

She’s counting lunar rings

Though she’s never been one for astronomy

She’s shivering in the wind

Begging, begging to begin

She’s been six years on the road

In search of Jericho

She’s taken refuge

In a vision of Calypso

She lost her lover

Who was both forbidden and estranged

She charts the planets

To see if things will ever change

She is counting on lunar rings

Though she’s never been one for astronomy

She is shivering in the northern wind

She is begging, begging to begin

She’s counting lunar rings

Though she’s never been one for astronomy

She’s shivering in the wind

Begging, begging to begin