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.

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.

It blows the minds most bitterly
For them that think death's honesty
Won't fall upon them naturally
Life sometimes
Must get lonely.

And if my thought-dreams could be seen
They'd probably put my head in a guillotine
But that's alright, Ma, I've got nothing to live up to.

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

*Bringing It All Back Home,* 1965, 1993. Special Rider Music.