What happened to the simple pleasures?
What happened to the feel of sun?
A smile shared over sweet strawberries,
The taste of fish fresh from a stream?
How did it come to this?
How did it come to this?
What happened to the simple pleasures?
What happened to the feel of skin?
One heartbeat close to another,
Eyes that look deep within?
How did it come to this?
How did it come to this?
What happened to the simple pleasures?
What happened to the feel of earth?
A shelter raised fresh from the ground,
A fire warming all around?
How did it come to this?
How did it come to this?
Why do they say we must earn our keep?
Why do they say that nothing’s free?
Don’t we belong here, on this earth,
Full of such beauty?
Why do they call this progress,
When really it’s just stealing?
Why must we sacrifice so much, my dear,
Just for an absence of fear,
Just for an absence of fear?
What happened to the simple pleasures?
