| Since they’ve come, I’ve tried to go it straight | 
| But I’ve got no clue how to | 
| Was gonna make it up just now, try to | 
| Come up with some high-brow move | 
| Kid gloves, and stranger loves you’ve known | 
| You sort it out somehow | 
| You used to chime in quietly, you sing | 
| But you’re a moaner now | 
| Think of all the life we’re saving | 
| Think of all the waves we’re breaking | 
| Is it too late to live in your heart | 
| Too late to burn all your civilian clothes? | 
| As you break into a million parts | 
| Too late to learn it? | 
| Yes, we’re all elbows | 
| Conquerors at the daybreak | 
| Conquerors at the daybreak | 
| This is the world of the theater | 
| This is the world of the theater | 
| All the phantom minor notes they passed | 
| You on your way to dying | 
| They called you from their hiding places on | 
| The shoulders of your giants | 
| Think of all the cold they’re braving | 
| Think of all the ways we’re caving | 
| Is it too late to live in your heart | 
| Too late to burn all your civilian clothes? | 
| As you break into a million parts | 
| Too late to learn it, will it come to blows? | 
| Conquerors at the daybreak | 
| Conquerors at the daybreak | 
| This is the world of the theater | 
| This is the world of the theater | 
| Is it too late to live in your heart | 
| Too late to burn all your civilian clothes? | 
| As you break into a million parts | 
| Too late to learn it? | 
| Yes, we’re all elbows | 
| Conquerors at the daybreak | 
| Conquerors at the daybreak | 
| Conquerors at the daybreak | 
| Conquerors at the daybreak | 
| This is the world of the theater | 
| This is the world of the theater |