Great song

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

 Darkness at the break of noon  

Shadows even the silver spoon  

The handmade blade, the child's balloon  

Eclipses both the sun and moon  

To understand you know too soon  

There is no sense in trying

Pointed threats, they bluff with scorn  

Suicide remarks are torn  

From the fool's gold mouthpiece  

The hollow horn plays wasted words  

Proves to warn that he not busy being born  

Is busy dying

Temptation's page flies out the door  

You follow, find yourself at war  

Watch waterfalls of pity roar  

You feel to moan but unlike before  

You discover that you'd just be  

One more person crying

So don't fear if you hear  

A foreign sound to your ear  

It's alright, Ma, I'm only sighing

As some warn victory, some downfall  

Private reasons great or small  

Can be seen in the eyes of those that call  

To make all that should be killed to crawl  

While others say don't hate nothing at all  

Except hatred

Disillusioned words like bullets bark  

As human gods aim for their mark  

Made everything from toy guns that spark  

To flesh-colored Christs that glow in the dark  

It's easy to see without looking too far  

That not much is really sacred

While preachers preach of evil fates  

Teachers teach that knowledge waits  

Can lead to hundred-dollar plates  

Goodness hides behind its gates  

But even the president of the United States  

Sometimes must have to stand naked

An' though the rules of the road have been lodged  

It's only people's games that you got to dodge  

And it's alright, Ma, I can make it

Advertising signs that con you  

Into thinking you're the one  

That can do what's never been done  

That can win what's never been won  

Meantime life outside goes on  

All around you

You lose yourself, you reappear  

You suddenly find you got nothing to fear  

Alone you stand with nobody near  

When a trembling distant voice, unclear  

Startles your sleeping ears to hear  

That somebody thinks they really found you

A question in your nerves is lit  

Yet you know there is no answer fit to satisfy  

Insure you not to quit  

To keep it in your mind and not forget  

That it is not he or she or them or it  

That you belong to

Although the masters make the rules  

For the wise men and the fools  

I got nothing, Ma, to live up to

For them that must obey authority  

That they do not respect in any degree  

Who despise their jobs, their destinies  

Speak jealously of them that are free  

Do what they do just to be nothing more than something they invest in

While some on principles baptized  

To strict party platform ties  

Social clubs in drag disguise  

Outsiders they can freely criticize  

Tell nothing except who to idolize  

And then say God bless him

While one who sings with his tongue on fire  

Gargles in the rat race choir  

Bent out of shape from society's pliers  

Cares not to come up any higher  

But rather get you down in the hole that he's in

But I mean no harm nor put fault  

On anyone that lives in a vault  

But it's alright, Ma, if I can't please him

Old lady judges watch people in pairs  

Limited in sex, they dare  

To push fake morals, insult and stare  

While money doesn't talk, it swears  

Obscenity, who really cares  

Propaganda, all is phony

While them that defend what they cannot see  

With a killer's pride, security  

It blows the minds most bitterly  

For them that think death's honesty  

Won't fall upon them naturally  

Life sometimes must get lonely

My eyes collide head-on with stuffed graveyards  

False gods, I scuff  

At pettiness which plays so rough  

Walk upside-down inside handcuffs  

Kick my legs to crash it off  

Say okay, I have had enough  

What else can you show me

And if my thought-dreams could be seen  

They'd probably put my head in a guillotine  

But it's alright, Ma, it's life, and life only