Old man lying by the side of the road
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With the lorries rolling by,
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Blue moon sinking from the weight of the load
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And the buildings scrape the sky.
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Cold wind ripping down the valley at dawn
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And the morning paper flies,
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Dead man lying by the side of the road
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With the daylight in his eyes.
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Don't let it bring you down,
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It's only castles burning,
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Find someone who's turning
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And you will come around.
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Blind man running through the light of the night
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With an answer in his head.
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Come on down to the river of sight
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And you can really understand.
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Red lights flashing through the window in the rain,
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Can you hear the sirens moan?
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White cane lying in a gutter in the lane
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And you're walking home alone.
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Don't let it bring you down,
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It's only castles burning,
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Find someone who's turning
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And you will come around.
|
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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.
|
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Don't let it bring you down,
|
It's only castles burning,
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Find someone who's turning
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And you will come around.
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Don't Let It Bring You Down
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| Morcheeba |
