Let the [bad word] let all the dreamers wake the [bad word]  the New [bad word] 

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
 [bad word] to the [bad word] on the [bad word] 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 [bad word] 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 [bad word] to the [bad word] on the [bad word] through the fog
your sons and daughters

It's asking for the taking
trembling, shaking
Oh, my heart is aching
 [bad word] to the [bad word] on the [bad word] through the fog
your sons and daughters

Let the [bad word] let all the dreamers
wake the [bad word]  the New [bad word]