Lyrics Bright Eyes (Live) - Manic Street Preachers

Is it a kind of dream?
Floating down on the river
Following the river of death down the 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
Or 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