Old man sitting 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 alley 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 burnning 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