it's alright ma i am only bleeding

• bringing it all back home albumunde yer alan,easy rider'da da kullanılan bob dylan sarkısı.
  
  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
  cultivate their flowers 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.
• ilk 25 saniyesine dayanilabildigi takdirde, 40 yil once yazilan elestirinin bugun de dogru oldugu gosteren isildakli bir amator yapimi klibe sahip olan eser.
  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=donu1endu8i
• uzun suren kafiyelerle insani dinlemeye odaklayan sarki. sanki dylan bir siir okuyor ve sustugu zaman gitar siire devam ediyor. yeterince uzun olan sozleriyle insani sikmak istemeyen dylan bazen o kadar hizli soyler ki sozleri nefessiz kalir, hizli bir nefes alistan sonra tam gaz devam eder belki bu yuzden sozler melodik degildir belki bu yuzden sarki bu kadar sarar insani.
• böyle bir şarkı için bu kadar az entry girilmesi beni şaşırtı ... mı? şaşırtmadı. estetik haz objesine indirgenen günümüz müzik anlayışı insanları bu tarz edebi şarkılarından uzak tuttu. kitap gibi okunması gerekli, bob reisin neden nobel aldığına cevap niteliğinde bir şarkıdır. protestin hasıdır. daha önce dinleyip de sözlerine kulak vermemiş, incelememiş dostlara ya da hiç dinlememiş dostlara tavsiyemdir: mutlaka sözlerini okuyarak dinleyin ve yorumlamaya çalışın.
  
  son olarak hayat felsefelerimden olmuş bir verseunu ppaylaşayım:
  "but ı mean no harm nor put fault
  on anyone that lives in a vault
  but it's alright ma, if i can't please him."
• popüler müzik tarihinin en önemli sanatçısı olan bob dylan'ın 1965 tarihli iki başyapıtından ilkinin^* en harika parçalarından biri. dylan'ın 40 yılı aşan aktif müzik ya$amının en ciddi manifestosu. radiohead'ın just'ın video klibinde gönderme yaptığı şarkı. içinde "life sometimes must get lonely", "it's life and life only" gibi basit ama olağanüstü etkili dizeler barındıran şey. benim için hayatın ta kendisi.
  (bkz: olayı bitirmek)
• bob dylan sarkisi
  tam adi
  its alright ma(i am only bleeding)
• before the flood ve live at budokan albumlerinde canli canli dinlenebilecek dylan $aheseri..
• pop tarihinde yazilmis en edebi eser dense yeri olacak sarki.
• erkek-ergil sözler.
• aynı zamanda one tree hill beşinci sezon dördüncü bölümünün adı.