Old man lyin by the side of the road...With the lorries rollin by....Blue moon sinkin from the weight of the load...And the buildings scrape the sky...Cold wind rippin down the valley at dawn...And the morning paper flies...Dead man lyin by the side of the road...With the daylight in his eyes
dont let it bring you down...Its only castle burning...Find someone whos turning...And you will come around
Blind man runnin 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 flashin through the wins.
dow in the rain...Can you hear the sirens moan...White cane lyin in a gutter in the lane...And you're walkin home alone...You will come around...freedom to make mistake
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