February Song of the Month: Armchair Philosophy
/All the best philosophers took naps.
Lyrics
From where I sit tonight
Whatever is, is right
And nothing’s new
But I’m happy to just simply admire
The flickering light of the fire
And from this comfy chair
I haven't got a care
Or worry in mind
When you pass on by and shoot me a smile
Before I doze off for awhile
And as I drift away a stereo plays
Quietly down the hall
Fragments of the sound swirl all around
Fading into the background
Yes, in this living room
I leave the doom and gloom
Up on a shelf
And allow myself to let my mind roam
Cozy and warm in my home
Cozy and warm in my home
