Old man lying
    by the side of the road
With the lorries rolling by,
Blue moon sinking
    from the weight of the load
And the building scrape the sky,
Cold wind ripping
    down the allay at dawn
And the morning paper flies,
Dead man lying
    by the side of the road
With the daylight in his eyes.

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

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

Don't let it bring you down
It's only castles burning,
Just find someone who's turning
And you will come around.

Don't let it bring you down
It's only castles burning,
Just find someone who's turning
And you will come around.