LET THE RIVER RUN

Let the river run,
 let all the dreamers
 wake the nation.
 Come, the New Jerusalem.
 Silver cities rise,
 the morning lights
 the streets that meet 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 dark'ning 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.
 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.
 Let the river run,
 let all the dreamers
 wake the nation.
 Come, the New Jerusalem.