Nobody's Listening

He was choking back the tears

As he tried to tell his wife

That the job he'd had for years

He'd worked hard all his life

That everything went south

And he couldn't meet the bills

And he had to sell the house

That his daddy built

And he'd ask how such a thing could be happening

But he was sure there was nobody listening

In the Gulf of Mexico

Near the town of New Orleans

Where all the tourists go

In this land of hopes and dreams

Then there came a killer storm

A devastating flood

And the people, they were warned

That it would turn their streets to mud

Sure enough, that storm took everything

And it was like there was nobody listening

In these days of change and mass communication

Seems like no one's plugged into the sounds of desperation

And they say the future's just an extension of the past

And history has knack of comin' back

Now the writer takes his pen

And he tries to find the words

Though time and time again

They often go unheard

And the singer sings his song

And he tries to impart

All the troubles goin' on

Weighin' heavy on his heart

But what good is the song that he has to sing

When nobody's listening?

But I know why he has to try to sing

'Cause he believes that somebody's listening