I stand before my symphony, baton raised high
Each instrument in place, notes ready to fly
I've rehearsed every measure, planned each crescendo
But as I tap the stand, I feel a strange tremolo
I'm the conductor, or so I thought
But this orchestra's got a mind of its own
I'm the conductor, or so I thought
I'm waving my baton at a rhythm I don't know
So I'll loosen my bow tie, and let go of control
Watch my carefully crafted score unroll
Maybe true harmony isn't found in perfection
So I'm embracing each inflection
The flutes are playing jazz, everything's now baroque
I thought I was country, but they say that I'm folk
I'm frantically waving, trying to keep time
For all my life, I can only pantomime
I'm the conductor, or so I thought
But this orchestra's got a mind of its own
I'm the conductor, or so I thought
I'm waving my baton at a rhythm I don't know
So I'll loosen my bow tie, and let go of control
Watch my carefully crafted score unroll
Maybe true harmony isn't found in perfection
So I'm embracing each inflection
Life's a symphony that I've tried to direct
But the music of life has its own architect
I can wave my baton as much as I like
But I don't own the music, and I don't own the mic
I'm the conductor, or so I thought
But this orchestra's got a mind of its own
I'm the conductor, or so I thought
I'm waving my baton at a rhythm I don't know
So I'll loosen my bow tie, and let go of control
Watch my carefully crafted score unroll
Maybe true harmony isn't found in perfection
So I'm embracing each inflection
I'm the conductor, but I finally see
This wild, wonderful cacophony
It's playing a tune far grander than mine
So I'll just enjoy the ride and try to keep time