(available on the enhanced CD; written/narrated by Loch Ness; photo below is a screen capture that appears during that part of the poem; copyright 1996, Cirque du Soleil; shown here as a reference sample only)
Look at this, Joe, now that's what I call a stage:
a gleaming stage, a beaming stage, a spinning stage,
29,000 beautiful square feet of bright aluminum,
color-coated with thousand [sic] pounds of liquid urethane.
The stage is set; the set is staged: the world of Quidam.
And that's you, Joe; that's me. We are Quidams!
They built an arch across the universe.
Built & bent 120 feet of shining steel, across the skies of the big top,
big & bold in our sunset strip, 35 feet up in the air. What d' ya say, Joe?
We can zoom up an armada of 10 computer-guided trolleys along those giant tracks.
Hang in there, Joe! Standing up or upside-down like bats,
we can swing & twirl in space & never lose face.
It's our golden gate to glory, Joe!
Some day you'll understand.
Some day you'll know just where you stand.
You'll see. This is your odyssey.
One day, Joe, you'll be a great Quidam!