Measuring the distance

There’s a rabbit in a field, and he’s measuring the distance
Between the reality and the perception of his life
He says, “I’m not cute I sleep around; I lie in holes beneath the ground
But at least I don’t shoot people with my gun
At least I won’t be shooting at anyone”

There’s a monk in his cell, and he’s measuring the distance
Between the Bible and the Koran in theological miles
He says, “If I don’t have a ruler, then my measurements will be peculiar
So I wonder who can help me out with that
Who is going to wear that kind of hat?”

Chorus
Things are not always quite what they seem
There’s a distance between the daylight and the dream
Days are not always quite what we intend
But I hope we’ll get it right in the end

There’s a fool on the hill and he’s measuring the distance
Between where he is and where he ought to be
He says, “every time I move my calculations are disproved
And I have to start the process over again
I’m beginning the think this problem will never end

Lucie Brown was on a stool in the corner of the room
And she was measuring the distance between her ears
She says, “I don’t understand the question, but I’m following the suggestion”
And you know we haven’t laughed so much in years
Cos she was measuring the space between her ears.

Chorus

There’s a man on a hill and he’s measuring the distance
between heaven and earth by stretching out his arms
between heaven and earth by stretching out his arms

Chorus