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 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 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 i m pretty tough but the wind is rough on the dunes