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 sides
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
Pretty boats sweeping along the shore in the faltering light
Pretty women with their lovers by their sides
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
Up on the dunes