I don't remember the first time I heard this song.
I just know it... like Barney or the FOX network.
In the few times I've heard it, it always make me sad. I don't know why, it's not sad. If you listen to the lyrics, which is something I do rarely, they're rather uplifting. He sings about the beauty of the world, the people, friends. Mr. Armstrong sings it gently, the raspy voice adding a sense of comfort that I haven't heard since Israel Kamakawiwoʻole's rendition of "Over the Rainbow."
And for a few times, I've actually shed a tear listening to it. Again, I don't know why. Maybe it's the theme, that sometimes the world can look bleak, but at other times, look wonderful. And if you happen to watched Michael Moore's Bowling for Columbine, that not all hope is lost.
On that note, Mr. Armstrong's 1967 single, "What a Wonderful World", written by Bob Thiele and George David Weiss.
I see skies a-blue, and clouds of white
bright blessed days, dark sacred nights
And I think to myself: "what a wonderful world."
The colours of the rainbow so pretty in the skies
Also in the faces of people going by
I see friends shaking hands, saying "How do you do?"
They're really saying, "I love you."
I just know it... like Barney or the FOX network.
In the few times I've heard it, it always make me sad. I don't know why, it's not sad. If you listen to the lyrics, which is something I do rarely, they're rather uplifting. He sings about the beauty of the world, the people, friends. Mr. Armstrong sings it gently, the raspy voice adding a sense of comfort that I haven't heard since Israel Kamakawiwoʻole's rendition of "Over the Rainbow."
And for a few times, I've actually shed a tear listening to it. Again, I don't know why. Maybe it's the theme, that sometimes the world can look bleak, but at other times, look wonderful. And if you happen to watched Michael Moore's Bowling for Columbine, that not all hope is lost.
On that note, Mr. Armstrong's 1967 single, "What a Wonderful World", written by Bob Thiele and George David Weiss.
I see skies a-blue, and clouds of white
bright blessed days, dark sacred nights
And I think to myself: "what a wonderful world."
The colours of the rainbow so pretty in the skies
Also in the faces of people going by
I see friends shaking hands, saying "How do you do?"
They're really saying, "I love you."
Clip from Good Morning Vietnam
