All Things Good And Nice

I love my mother for all the things she's not
 But mostly for who she is
 I love my father for all the things he's thought
 But really for the things he did
 I love my piano, I wasn't ever taught
 Still, I think I'm gonna live
 All things to those who wait
 Take time to find your way
 Half the answers are failing your mistakes
 Even when you're wrong I think you're great
 I love my brother, he's always taking shit
 He's just not like the other kids
 I love my sister for always making things
 She even made a brother out of me, sweet kid
 I love this feeling I've got something to give
 And no, I think I'm gonna live
 All things to those who wait
 Take time to find your way
 Some say the truth is not so plain
 Don't confuse your truth with your pain
 You can take your life, say it isn't straight
 That ain't gonna change its shape
 I love my drummer and all the things he plays
 I wrote it in half-time just to say thanks
 I love my bassist, represent the western states
 I think they sent an angel from the old Salt Lake
 I love my guitarist, his chops from outer space
 He can make my three chords sound like eight
 All things to those who wait
 Take time to find your way
 All things to those who wait
 Take time to find your way
 To all the bands who mean what they say
 It's not what you sell, it's what you make
 I love you stranger, it might not always show
 There's a lot of good in you, I know