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.