Good Things - Rick Barry

In a blind act of catastrophe

I pledge allegiance to your ghost

You’ve been dead for years

But it just began to show

And it blows my mind to think that I

Could have gone all this time

Without dying voices, piercing cries

When good things come in time

Like a blind man on the battlefield

It was dangerous to hide

And 9 times out of 10

The life of the party is dead inside

Now looking back I’m afraid to find

That all you are is a waste of time

And our gravity becomes realized

When good things come in time

One more desperate attempt

To put things into place

Leaving behind

Misery and disgrace

Now as I recall, the good ol' days

Were usually when you had gone away

And now you’re gone and I find

That good things come in time

Yeah I’m looking forward

And things are looking up

Every gorgeous woman

Is a new prospect for love

Now go on baby and leave the crowd

You’ll never find yourself with all those people around

Be true to you and you will find

That good things come in time