Candyland (4:19)

Why does it have to be so hard?

For some time it’s been this way
There’s nothing left for us to say
Us and them and Dick and Jane
It makes no difference
We’re all the same

We rename, remap, rematch, remand
We run the cycle and pretend we can
Make things like they used to be
Fine. Charades. You and me.

Cause what is cold once was heat
So we pretend that things are sweet
But all you do is claim my stake
Pretend it’s sweet
Sweet as wedding cake

I need to escape
I want to move
I want to swing in Candyland
Where it’s warm and sticky
Or cool and smooth
Smooth like the groove of the swing of a big band

Why does it have to be so hard?
Why do difficulties make things so difficult

For me to be
For you to see
That we are virtual history
Seriously
I’m feeling down
I feel like I’m eight feet under the ground

I’m buried with ambiguity
And sealed with insecurity
Of innuendo and suggestion
That leaves me cold with just one question

Why does it have to be so hard?
Why do realities make things so real?

Why does it have to be so hard?
Why do complexities make things so complex?
Why does it have to be so hard?