Bright Eyes

[originally by Art Garfunkel]

Is it a kind of dream
Floating down on the river 
Following the river of death down stream 
Oh is it a dream? 

There's a fog on the horizon 
A strange glow in the sky 
And nobody knows where you can go 
Or what does it mean 
oh, oh is it a dream 

Bright eyes 
Burning like fire 
Bright eyes 
How can you close and fail 
How can the eyes that burned so brightly 
Suddenly turn so pale? 
Bright eyes 

Is it a kind of shadow 
Reaching over the hill 
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 knows where you can go 
And where do you start 
Oh oh, into the dark 

Bright eyes 
Burning like fire 
Bright eyes 
How can you close and fail 
How can the eyes that burned so brightly 
Suddenly grow so pale 
Bright eyes