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It's Alright, Ma (i'm Only Bleeding) Lyrics - Bringing All Back Home - 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 

 

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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 

 

Our 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 

 

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An' all 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 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 goals, 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 

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