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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

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