I’ve waited so long for good things to happen I wonder if they ever will Someone keeps saying the good things are coming So why does the world seem like hell? I wake in the mornings to pain and to anger And try to break through to the light Passing the days as best I am able Doing what sometimes seems right And here I am waiting for good things to happen Watching the world go to hell Trying to do what I can to make beauty Failing and feeling quite ill Will someone please tell me when some good things happen Whenever in God’s name they will For I am not sure by the time good things happen I still will be able to tell