Making Noise About the Day

The pope turned a miracle And the president called to pray And the atheists, they lost their answers And the philosophers, they ask away And meanwhile, I am Just making noise about the day I'm juxtaposing feature presentations They say there's something magical at play The convict folds his laundry And the preacher steals a glance And the mother holds two infants And a conversation with the plumber about his political stance And meanwhile, I am Just making noise about the day Oh I'm playing playing playing playing They say there's something magical in it We'll all take our chances We'll all dabble in love Some will be lucky with their numbers But others, nah, not so much Nah, not so much We wave at the past Believing that it hurts us less But we never see, we never grasp What's next But we'll all take our chances We'll all dabble in love Some will be lucky with their numbers But others, nah, not so much Nah, not so much Can't all be as lucky as us It's noise we want Just making noise about today