The
lyrics
Is
it a kind of dream,
Floating
out on the tide,
Following
the river of death downstream?
Oh,
is it a dream?
There's
a fog along the horizon,
A
strange glow in the sky.
And
nobody seems to know where it goes.
And
what does it mean?
Oh,
is it a dream?
Bright
eyes,
Burning
like fire.
Bright
eyes,
How
can you close and fail?
How
can the light that burned so brightly
Suddenly
burn so pale?
Bright
eyes.
Is
it a kind of shadow,
Reaching
into the night,
Wandering
over the hills unseen?
Or
is it a dream?
There's
a high wind in the trees,
A
cold sound in the air.
And
nobody ever knows when you go.
And
where do you start,
Oh,
into the dark?
Bright
eyes,
Burning
like fire.
Bright
eyes,
How
can you close and fail?
How
can the light that burned so brightly
Suddenly
burn so pale?
Bright
eyes.
Bright
eyes,
Burning
like fire.
Bright
eyes,
How
can you close and fail?
How
can the light that burned so brightly
Suddenly
burn so pale?
Bright
eyes.
One
of my favourite books (hence films too).
And the real Watership
Down (yes it's real - I've been there).
