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.