Bob Dylan It`s All Right Ma, I`m Only Bleeding Lyrics

It`s All Right Ma, I`m Only Bleeding Lyrics

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 fergit

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.