Old man lying by the side of the road
With the lorries rolling by
A blue moon sinking from the weight of load
And the buildings scraped the sky
A cold wind rippling down the alley at dawn
And the morning paper flies
A dead man lying at the side of the road
And the daylight in his eyes

Don't let it bring you down
It's only castles burning
Find someone who's turning
You will come around

Blind man running through the light in the night
With an answer in his hand
Come on down to the river of sight
And you can really understand
A red light flashing through the window in the rain
Can you hear the sirens moan?
White cane lying in the gutter in the lane
And you're walking home alone