Good Times

Why Wait for them?

Why strive for them?

For those who knew them were hell-bent on wasting them

Shooting Stars and drinking booze

Do you call that good times?

Have you ever lived?

For good times are those where your heart feels light after being heavy

For good times are those where your eyes see light after being exposed

For good times are those where persistence leads to satisfaction rather than hesitation

For good times lead to a future where we see ourselves claimed upon the throne

Every dog has its day, that's what they used to say

But they forgot the line that comes before

Your day is only yours when you are able to see clearly

Upon the stars are what you call thoughts of dreary

Good times come upon those who smile bright

For even bad times, they have their own delight

For as one once said back home

"Let the Good Times Roll"

Geaux Saints!