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The Living Room
By Mike McGrath for John E, April 14, 2008

Somewhere they are waiting,
Tea is on the stove and cookies baking,
They are playing the piano and singing tunes,

Nothing really matters in the living room
Nothing really matters in the living room
Nothing really matters in the living room

There comes a knocking on the door,
No need to fret there’s always room for more,
Friends and neighbours come and go,

Time stands still in the living room
Time stands still in the living room
Time stands still in the living room

Hard times and little tragedies all forgotten,
Forgiveness answers when called upon,
Comfort comes in their sweet songs

Nothing to hide from in the living room
Nothing to hide from in the living room
Nothing to hide from in the living room

It’s warm and cozy and you can lay down,
Rest your weary mind and get lost in the sound,
Of all the voices of everyone you ever loved

The sun shines out the living room,
The sun shines out the living room,
The sun shines out the living room,