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.
Disillusioned words like bullets bark
As human gods aim for their mark
Make everything from toy guns that spark
To flesh-colored Christs that glow in the dark
It's easy to see without looking too far
Not much is really sacred.
So don't fear if you hear
A foreign sound to your ear
It's alright, Ma, I'm only dying.
Advertising signs that con you
Into thinking you're the one
Who can do what's never been done
Can win what's never been won
Meantime life outside goes on
All around you.
You lose yourself, you reappear
You find that you've 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.
Although the masters make the rules
For the wise men and the fools
It's alright Ma, I'm only bleeding

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