(Neil Young)

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 buildings scrape the sky
Cold wind ripping down the valley 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 head
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
And you're walking home alone

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

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

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 buildings scrape the sky
Cold wind ripping down the valley 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

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