Last week, after finishing a song that I had been working on for weeks, I sat down with the guitar to watch the pouring rain outside. It felt amazing to see such wetness in a land that is usually unbelievably dry!

As I began to strum, a song emerged within seconds... the first draft goes like this:


The Homeless Aren't Laughing
Its pouring rain outside again…
It makes me smile… the homeless aren't laughing though

Where are they on nights like this?
It makes me sad… my smile has flattened out

Cardboard walls and shopping carts…
It's a faceless world caught in our cracked sidewalks

Through panes of glass I've seen them there
I never thought to ask, "Brother, how did you get here?"

I've passed them by too many times
And now I wish that I had… just said hi

… To show that I care…

The rain comes down and the wind blows louder
That's Mother Nature singing songs while her lost children run

Flooded out to who knows where?
There are 40,000 homeless in LA alone

If I lost my mind and got left behind
Would anybody notice that there's one more man homeless?

If I saw "me" there would I even care?
Would I pretend I didn't know "me" and move along slowly

I've passed them by too many times
And now I wish that I had… just said hi

… To show I care … to show I care...
… to show I care… that the homeless aren't laughing!