(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,