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Hello In There
We had an apartment in the city.
Me and my husband liked living there.
It's been years since the kids have grown,
a life of their own, left us alone.
John and Linda live in Omaha.
Joe is somewhere on the road.
We lost Davy in the Korean war.
I still don't know what for, don't matter any more.
You know that old trees just grow stronger,
and old rivers grow wilder every day,
but old people, they just grow lonesome
waiting for someone to say,
'Hello in there. Hello'
Me and my husband, we don't talk much anymore.
He sits and stares through the backdoor screen.
And all the news just repeats itself
like some forgotten dream
that we've both seen.
Someday I'll go and call up Judy.
We worked together at the factory.
Ah, but what would I say when she asks what's new
Say, 'Nothing, what's with you
Nothing much to do.'
You know that old trees just grow stronger,
and old rivers grow wilder every day,
ah, but, but old people, they just grow lonesome
waiting for someone to say,
'Hello in There. Hello.'
So if you're walking down the street sometime
and you should spot some hollow ancient eyes,
don't you pass them by and stare
as if you didn't care.
Say, 'Hello in there. Hello.'
I went to lunch with my sweetie and there was a man sitting by himself. I don't recall how but we started chatting with him. He told us about how he had come to be in Livermore and then all about small things like how he met a man, a migrant farm worker, while driving to Seattle in the snow and he took the man to Iowa and they had taken pictures that never reached the farm worker and then 2 years later he saw him again walking and gave him another ride as well as the pictures he had been carrying with him for 2years. Then he told us of how Livermore had changed in the 40+ years he had lived here as well as the changes he had seen in science (he worked at Sandia). He was wonderful. Then he surpsied me by taking our bill from our table and buying our food. I was so touched I cried, am still crying as I think of this. I didn't listen because I had too, but because it was so fasinating and then to have him buy our lunch just because was incredible. He was the nicest person I have meeet in so long.
Sometimes we as young people may forget that the world has changed so much in the 40 years. We take for granted the little things. The fact we have a phone we can carry in our pocket or that we have TV and cars. That we can hop in a car and go 20 miles in minutes. We can watch movies in our own homes. That movies are more than 1 hour long. It is wonderous that we as a society have come so far and yet we forget there are people out there who still remember life before everyone had phones and cars were not common place.
We had an apartment in the city.
Me and my husband liked living there.
It's been years since the kids have grown,
a life of their own, left us alone.
John and Linda live in Omaha.
Joe is somewhere on the road.
We lost Davy in the Korean war.
I still don't know what for, don't matter any more.
You know that old trees just grow stronger,
and old rivers grow wilder every day,
but old people, they just grow lonesome
waiting for someone to say,
'Hello in there. Hello'
Me and my husband, we don't talk much anymore.
He sits and stares through the backdoor screen.
And all the news just repeats itself
like some forgotten dream
that we've both seen.
Someday I'll go and call up Judy.
We worked together at the factory.
Ah, but what would I say when she asks what's new
Say, 'Nothing, what's with you
Nothing much to do.'
You know that old trees just grow stronger,
and old rivers grow wilder every day,
ah, but, but old people, they just grow lonesome
waiting for someone to say,
'Hello in There. Hello.'
So if you're walking down the street sometime
and you should spot some hollow ancient eyes,
don't you pass them by and stare
as if you didn't care.
Say, 'Hello in there. Hello.'
I went to lunch with my sweetie and there was a man sitting by himself. I don't recall how but we started chatting with him. He told us about how he had come to be in Livermore and then all about small things like how he met a man, a migrant farm worker, while driving to Seattle in the snow and he took the man to Iowa and they had taken pictures that never reached the farm worker and then 2 years later he saw him again walking and gave him another ride as well as the pictures he had been carrying with him for 2years. Then he told us of how Livermore had changed in the 40+ years he had lived here as well as the changes he had seen in science (he worked at Sandia). He was wonderful. Then he surpsied me by taking our bill from our table and buying our food. I was so touched I cried, am still crying as I think of this. I didn't listen because I had too, but because it was so fasinating and then to have him buy our lunch just because was incredible. He was the nicest person I have meeet in so long.
Sometimes we as young people may forget that the world has changed so much in the 40 years. We take for granted the little things. The fact we have a phone we can carry in our pocket or that we have TV and cars. That we can hop in a car and go 20 miles in minutes. We can watch movies in our own homes. That movies are more than 1 hour long. It is wonderous that we as a society have come so far and yet we forget there are people out there who still remember life before everyone had phones and cars were not common place.
