I s it a kind of d ream
F loating out on the t ide
F ollowing the river of d eath downs tream?
Oh i s it a d ream?
There's a f og along the hor izon
A s trange glow in the s ky
And n obody seems to k now where you g o
And w hat does it m ean?
O h is it a dre am?
Bright e yes
B urning like f ire.
Bright e yes
H ow can you close and f ail?
H ow can the l ight that b urned so b rightly
S uddenly burn so p ale?
Bright e yes.
I s it a kind of s hadow
R eaching into the n ight
W andering over the h ills u nseen
Or i s it a d ream?
There's a h igh wind in the t rees
A c old sound in the a ir
And n obody ever k nows when you g o
And w here do you s tart
O h in to t he da rk.
Bright e yes
B urning like f ire.
Bright e yes
H ow can you close and f ail?
H ow can the l ight that b urned so b rightly
S uddenly burn so p ale?
Bright e yes.
Bright e yes
B urning like f ire.
Bright e yes
H ow can you close and f ail?
H ow can the l ight that b urned so b rightly
S uddenly burn so p ale?
Bright e yes.