Chronicles of the Wayward Moot

WELCOME TO THE MOOT, oh world-wanderers and word-whisperers. After two years of Peace Corps. After 2,200 miles on the Pacific Crest Trail. What. Comes. Next?

26/08/2008

What it sounds like to hike with Flying Bobcat and Yak:

If you were to somehow transport yourself to where we are and what we're doing, this is the song that you'd hear over and over and over in all manner of keys and singing-competence-levels.

I highly recommend watching a video of him singing this piece of work.  Here's a link!

Operator, by the unforgettable Jim Croce

Operator, oh could you help me place this call
You see the number on the matchbook is old and faded
She's livin' in L.A.
With my best old ex-friend Ray
A guy she said she knew well and sometimes hated

Isn't that the way they say it goes
But let's forget all that
And give me the number if you can find it
So I can call just to tell them I'm fine and to show
I've overcome the blow
I've learned to take it well
I only wish my words could just convince myself
***That it just wasn't real***
But that's not the way it feels

Operator, oh could you help me place this call
'Cause I can't read the number that you just gave me
There's something in my eye's
You know it happens every time
I think about the love that I thought would save me

Isn't that the way they say it goes
But let's forget all that
And give me the number if you can find it
So I can call just to tell them I'm fine and to show
I've overcome the blow
I've learned to take it well
I only wish my words could just convince myself
That it just wasn't real
But that's not the way it feels

No no no no
Thats not the way it feels
Operator oh let's forget about this call
There's no one there I really wanted to talk to
Thank you for your time
Oh you've been so much more than kind
And you can keep the dime

Isn't that the way they say it goes
But let's forget all that
And give me the number if you can find it
So I can call just to tell them I'm fine and to show
I've overcome the blow
I've learned to take it well
I only wish my words could just convince myself
That it just wasn't real
But that's not the way it feels


1 Comments:

Blogger Kyle said...

Hey Ben,
Just sitting here awaiting my eminent demise from Gustav wishing I was high and dry with you right now. I'm killing the time until the power goes out catching up on your trip. I love living vicariously through you. Keep us in your thoughts, and I hope your folks make it through okay.

Cheers,
Kyle Digby

2:14 AM  

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