Bright eyes - Art Garfunkel

Is it a kind of dream
Floating out on the tide
Following the river of death downstream
Oh is it a dream
There's a fog along the horizon
A strange glow in the sky
Out nobody seems to know where you go
And what does it mean
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