Beautiful Racket

So your day begins like this
 Wondering what might have been
 Old regrets and chances missed
 Borne away on some lambent wind
 Job's ok, so it doesn't inspire
 Thoughts of leaving it all behind
 You used to have dreams of settin' the world on fire
 All you want now is peace of mind
 And a beautiful racket, in whispers and roars
 The bitter and sweet, between the truces and the wars
 The noise and the quiet, the courage and the fear
 And all of the wisdom between a smile and a tear
 You do your dreaming in traffic jams
 You do your running in shopping malls
 You do your breathing the best you can
 Between car pools and cell phone calls
 Who cares, you'll never live in Paris
 So what, you'll never travel by Lear
 How some of us learn what matters
 While others never get to hear
 Such a beautiful racket, in whispers and roars
 The bitter and sweet, between the truces and the wars
 The noise and the quiet, the courage and the fear
 And all of the wisdom between a smile and a tear
 Hold on, hold on
 So your day will end like this
 Turning slowly down your street
 Silent worlds of kitchens lit
 Front yards full of fallen leaves
 Trees are bare, the garden's done
 Another season gone to earth
 Before you blink a new one comes
 To remind you what the old one's worth
 And the beautiful racket, comes in whispers and roars
 The bitter and sweet, between the roses and the wars
 The noise and the quiet, the courage and the fear
 And the infinite wisdom when you hear
 Such a beautiful racket... such a beautiful racket... hold on... such a beautiful racket... hold on...