On the Dunes - Donald Fagen

Drive along the sea

Far from the city’s twitch and smoke

To a misty beach

That’s where my life became a joke

On the dunes

On the dunes

(Became a joke on the dunes)

Where rents are high

And seabirds cry

On the dunes

As you spoke you must have known

It was a kind of homicide

I stood and watched my happiness

Drift outwards with the tide

On the dunes

On the dunes

(Homicide on the dunes)

It wasn’t fair

It’s brutal there

On the dunes

Pretty boats

Sweeping along the shore

In the faltering light

Pretty women

With their lovers by their side

It’s like an awful dream

I have most every night

In the summer all the swells

Join in the search for sun and sand

For me it’s just a joyless place

Where this loneliness began

On the dunes

On the dunes

(Loneliness on the dunes)

I’m pretty tough

But the wind is rough

On the dunes