It's Alright, Ma (I'm Only Bleeding)-Bob Dylan

[00:22.691] Darkness at the break of noon [00:25.110] Shadows even the silver spoon [00:27.827] The handmade blade, the child’s balloon [00:30.175] Eclipses both the sun and moon [00:32.354] To understand you know too soon [00:38.922] There is no sense in trying [00:39.682] [00:41.840] Pointed threats they bluff with scorn [00:43.960] Suicide remarks are torn [00:46.212] From the fool’s gold mouthpiece the hollow horn [00:48.337] Plays wasted words proves to warn [00:55.617] That he not busy being born is busy dying [00:56.081] [00:58.376] Temptation page flies out the door [01:00.508] You follow, find yourself at war [01:02.722] Watch waterfalls of pity roar [01:05.504] You feel to moan but unlike before [01:07.510] You discover that you just be one more [01:12.513] Person crying [01:13.014] [01:15.276] So dont you fear if you hear [01:17.850] A foreign sound to your ear [01:28.907] It’s alright, Ma I’m only sighing [01:30.536] [01:39.320] As some warn victory, some downfall [01:41.571] Private reasons great or small [01:44.088] Can be seen in the eyes of those that call [01:46.383] To make all that should be killed to crawl [01:49.297] While others say don’t hate nothing at all [01:53.230] Except hatred [01:54.696] [01:58.458] Disillusioned words like bullets bark [02:01.114] As human gods aim for their mark [02:03.388] Make everything from toy guns that spark [02:05.621] To flesh-colored Christs that glow in the dark [02:08.121] It’s easy to see without looking too far [02:09.858] That not much is really sacred [02:11.182] [02:21.151] While preachers preach of evil fates [02:23.852] Teachers teach that knowledge weights [02:25.830] Can lead to hundred-dollar plates [02:28.117] Goodness hides behind its gates [02:30.706] But even the president of the United States [02:37.259] Sometimes must have to stand naked [02:38.086] [02:45.061] Although the rules of the road have been lodged [02:50.072] It’s only people’s games that you got to dodge [02:58.613] And it’s alright, Ma I can make it [03:04.785] [03:07.626] Advertising signs they con [03:09.572] You into thinking you’re the one [03:12.479] That can do what’s never been done [03:14.464] That can win what’s never been won [03:16.635] Meantime life outside goes on [03:21.693] All around you [03:23.666] [03:26.299] You lose yourself, you reappear [03:28.119] You suddenly find you got nothing to fear [03:30.520] Alone you stand with nobody near [03:32.634] When a trembling distant voice, unclear [03:35.296] Startles your sleeping ears to hear [03:41.155] That somebody thinks they really found you [03:42.731] [03:45.170] A question in your nerves is lit [03:47.355] Yet you know there is no answer fit [03:49.696] To satisfy, insure you not to quit [03:51.961] To keep it in your mind and not forget [03:53.969] That it is not he or she or them or it [04:00.985] That you belong to [04:01.581] [04:06.098] Although the masters make the rules [04:10.095] For the wise men and the fools [04:19.983] I got nothing, Ma, to live up to [04:20.975] [04:27.623] Old lady judges watch people in pairs [04:29.218] Limited in sex, they dare [04:31.478] To push fake morals, insult and stare [04:34.078] While money doesn’t talk, it swears [04:35.967] Obscenity, who really cares [04:41.339] Propaganda, all is phony [04:44.678] [04:46.656] While them that defend what they cannot see [04:48.869] With a killer’s pride security [04:51.030] It blows the minds most bitterly [04:53.541] For them that think death’s honesty [04:55.619] Won't fall upon them naturally [05:01.397] Life sometimes must get lonely [05:02.063] [05:06.292] My eyes collide head-on with stuffed [05:08.646] Graveyards, false gods, I scuff [05:11.367] At pettiness which plays so rough [05:13.247] Walk upside-down inside handcuffs [05:15.638] Kick my legs to crash it off [05:22.605] Say okay I have had enough, what else can you show me? [05:27.721] [05:31.753] And if my thought-dreams could be seen [05:37.213] They’d probably put my head in a guillotine [06:04.342] But it’s alright, Ma, it’s life, and life only