Rock Candy

He tears me open
 Like an Oscar Envelope
 With the politically correct winner
 On the card inside.
 

 And I'm so damn torn
 Between the mist and pond
 The Here and the Now
 And the Then and the When.
 

 I remember.
 

 When he used to rip me open
 Like a kid with a Cracker Jack Box
 Sticky caramel fingers digging for the prize;
 Desperate for that cheap lick-on tattoo
 

 Before I was so damn predictable.
 When I was an Indy flick
 That stood no chance at posh awards
 Before Indy was in.
 

 I wanna be a Cracker Jack
 God
 I wanna be a Cracker Jack
 Again.