you measure what was said on a small scale
the word seems cramped and painful on the page
there's no provision here for joy or rage
lakes rivers oceans fit within a pail
there is no other method we could gauge
you measure what was said on a small scale
truth and desire are both put up for sale
we are not told just how to pay each wage
but something must be placed inside the cage
you measure what was said on a small scale
there can be reason for the world to sigh
but none for us to speak out of our turn
what seems so fair is not so in your eye
we bring the product but you will not buy
you work so hard for what we did not earn
there can be reason for the world to sigh
into those actions we are not to pry
those are the meanings we could not discern
what seems so fair is not so in your eye
allow the messenger to hear your reply
while the deep waters slowly steam and churn
there can be reason for the world to sigh
those furthest have most reason not to cry
for no good reason but for great concern
what seems most fair is not so in your eye
we do not answer when the insects fly
deeds are the means by which we have to learn
there can be reason for the world to sigh
what seems so fair is not so in our eye
