I wrote this song not long after this picture was taken.  I backpacked all over Europe with my sister Lisa and two other friends and we found ourselves in Barcelona, Spain.  I'm taking a short nap on a park bench taking a break from the rigors of travel. You see, we saw a lot of the 'underbelly' of society in those three months and experienced some definitely scary moments.  It gave me a broader perspective of the world and inspired me to write about all of those people in this world that society forgets.

Amy on a park bench in Barcelona, Spain

Tell Me

Ocean's ink black, sky smoke grey,
There are lines of people who want to work for just one day.
Won't you tell me...do you really feel safe
from my darkened observations?
Why won't you 
Tell me
That I am wrong?
What happened to the color of red?
Now it's all blood and no roses.
We've all go the right to speak, this is a democracy, 
So why isn't anyone listening?
Why won't you 
Tell me
That I am wrong?
Stand outside of 30th Street with a sign that reads:
"I'll work to eat"
But words fall fast when no one really cares
Do you really care?