When you get by Louisiana skies,
remember to sustain a perfect balance.
Don't scream your balls out and don't hurt the eagles.
You wouldn't believe me: your wings smelled like carbon.

Did I let your mind in?
Did I let your mind in?
Didn`t know back then.
Don`t really know right now.
I`m not sure.

So cross your fingers.
This is the night.
Contact the small men with big eyes.

You gotta say all I gotta do.
You gotta say all I have to do is stay.
All I have to do is stay.

Different collours, different hearts...

So cross your fingers.
This is the night.
Merry is your truth.
Melt your lies.

My little charming friends, I wish I could remember our ride.
Orion, tree of cinnamon don`t let the flame die.
Orion, Orion don`t let the flame die.