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.

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 darkening 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.