Apologies to those of you that are eternal sunshine But it seems so ostentatious, don't you trip on shadows sometimes While crumpling the notions and tossing them away And going through the motions and seizing the day I want to know what you mean when you say you're a giver I want to know what you mean when you say, I care See I found myself a mother, she helped me take a stand But she was on a mission, left before I landed I know that this world is a strange one Nothing is quite as it seems A king rich from trickery rules here And seems to have killed a true queen I want to know what it takes to remain a giver I want to know how to stoke my faith in man Chimeras and sweet nothings sinking in the sand When I try to grasp them they dissolve in my hands Belief is superstition, magic, and religion -half blind Disbelief an endless question, emptiness, despair The river that's between them is the safest place to swim Never mind the rapids, we're already half in I want to know what you mean when you say you're a giver I want to know how it feels to be so near That doesn't seem to be the way it is today It could surely help me if I heard you say Giver, away, away, away