Let the river run
Let all the dreamers wake the nation
Come, the New Jerusalem
Silver cities rise, the morning lights
The streets that lead them
And sirens call them on with a song
It's asking for the taking, trembling, shaking
Oh, my heart is aching
We're coming to the edge, running on the water
Coming through the fog, your sons and daughters
We the great and small stand on a star
And blaze a trail of desire through the darkling dawn
It's asking for the taking, come run with me now
The sky is the color of blue
You've never even seen in the eyes of your lover
Oh, my heart is aching
We're coming to the edge, running on the water
Coming through the fog, your sons and daughters
Let the river run
Let all the dreamers wake the nation
Come, the New Jerusalem
Come, the New Jerusalem
Come, the New Jerusalem