Giver - Patrick Watson

Is it just me or do you feel a little strange?

Is it just me or do you feel a change?

Now, is it me?

How about you?

Isn’t it strange, at times, a little fast?

Isn’t it strange that nothing ever lasts?

Now, is it me?

How about you?

Oh, now, is it me?

How about you?

Don’t be fooled

Well, don’t be afraid

Nothing’s really ever supposed to last

Well, don’t be fooled

Well, don’t be afraid

Everybody is to meet the end (or «Everybody needs to breathe the air»?)

Isn’t it fun, the very edge of the world

Where talk is like walking on broken glass

No need to fret, I’m in the same hands (or «ends»?) as you

One of these days I’m gonna meet my match-maker too (or «(…) gonna need my

love to make it, too»?)

Well, don’t be fooled

Well, don’t be afraid

Nothing’s really ever supposed to last

Oh, don’t be afraid

Everybody is to meet the end

Oh, all is fine

All is fine

I feel, I feel so alive

At the edge of the world

Why, now, is it me?

How about you?

Why, now, is it me?

How about you?