(From Watership Down)

Words and music: Mike Batt


Is it a kind of dream

Floating out on the tide,

Following the river of death down-stream

Oh is it a dream?


There's a fog along the horizon

A strange glow in the sky

And nobody seems to know where you go

And 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 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 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,

Bright eyes.