Words and music by Roddy Frame



At the end of it all,

'Neath the moon's watchful eye,

I wanna be judged next to you

'Cos to the beat of my heart,

You set a small revolution,

No one ever touched me so surely

It's a veil drawn aside



And revealed is the real world,

And it feels like my world

From the ring on your finger

So cold on my skin,

To the diamond-light stars long ago

The River of Brightness flows



On the end of the pier,

Saw the sun slidin' down,

On the dyin' embers of an empire

See their faces appear,

Everyone who was ever sold out and laid low,

Their voices submerged

In the sound of a choir

We've got time on our side...



And revealed is the real world,

And it feels like my world

From the crystal cold winter,

So petrified and numb

That the blazing-bright sun overthrows,

The River of Brightness flows



See, it starts with a glint

Of a sparkle in the eyes,

And a breath becomes a word becomes a deed

And if the deed is done right,

The whole world's set alight,

But if you hesitate it goes,

And you're damnin' up the river

Just to figure how it flows,

If that's the price of knowin',

Maybe I don't wanna know



'Cos it feels like the real world,

And it feels like our world

From the ring on your finger,

So cold on my skin

To the diamond-light stars long ago,

The River of Brightness flows.