Bright Eyes (Live) - Manic Street Preachers

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