Useless secrets, beat your wings
There's a little good in everything
You are a conductor
It's a giant step going out,
reeling in jungles of doubt
You are a conductor
Shamble on, anarchy, battles to come
It's for us, ghosts of reason, vows of confusion
Thunder and lightning. Sheets of rain
Rivers of wealth in your wake,
and running under
Lightning and thunder
Useless secrets, beat your wings
There's a little evil in everything
You are a conductor