We're coming to the edge,
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Running on the water,
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Coming through the fog,
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Your sons and daughters.
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Let the river run,
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Let all the dreamers
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Wake the nation.
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Come, the New Jerusalem.
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Silver cities rise,
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The morning lights
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The streets that meet them,
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And sirens call them on
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With a song.
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It's asking for the taking.
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Trembling, shaking.
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Oh, my heart is aching.
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We're coming to the edge,
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Running on the water,
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Coming through the fog,
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Your sons and daughters.
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We the great and small
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Stand on a star
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And blaze a trail of desire
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Through the dark'ning dawn.
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It's asking for the taking.
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Come run with me now,
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The sky is the color of blue
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You've never even seen
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In the eyes of your lover.
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Oh, my heart is aching.
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We're coming to the edge,
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Running on the water,
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Coming through the fog,
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Your sons and daughters.
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It's asking for the taking.
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Trembling, shaking.
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Oh, my heart is aching.
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We're coming to the edge,
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Running on the water,
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Coming through the fog,
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Your sons and daughters.
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Let the river run,
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Let all the dreamers
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Wake the nation.
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Come, the New Jerusalem.
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Let The River Run (With Choir)
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| Carly Simon |
