It's No Wonder We're Deranged

I used to be a lawyer with an office on the square
It overlooked the cars amidst the chaos and despair
I made a lot of money but I never really cared
People thought that I was smart but I was running scared
So I sold out it to a stranger and I took off down the road
I hitchhiked through Morocco and I spent some time alone
But when I wearied of my travels and I returned to my home
Everything was different and I still felt on the road

Slip away, slip away
Why does everything change?
Why do I always feel estranged
Why can't I ever find my place?
Slip away, slip away
It makes me feel deranged
Like sand that's blowing through my hands
I'm aging every day

Then I met a pretty woman
She was working in a bar
She said "you don't sing as well as Dylan
But you play a better harp"
Though I told her all my secrets she never shared her heart
In retrospect I should have known
It was wrong right from the start

Slip away, slip away
Why does everything change?
Why do I always feel estranged?
Why doesn't anybody stay?
Slip away, slip away
It makes me feel insane
Like sand that's running through my hands
I'm aging every day

Then I went down to the circus
To ease my troubled mind
I met a woman charming snakes
Who she seemed to me quite kind
We made love inside her trailer
We made love inside her tent
It was the best love that I had ever had
And when I finally was spent
She sat beside me on the bed put back on her clothes
I said, "how can you be leaving now
When we seem to have grown close?"
She said she'd come to love her freedom,
But there's no need to fear pain
There are things we can achieve but in the end its all the same
When you're lonely you feel horny
When you're married you feel bored
When you're hungry you feel restless
When you're rich you still feel poor
And the end of every road leads to another broken door
And the only thing for certain is that we'll always wish for more

Slip away, slip away, that s why everything must change,
That's why we often feel estranged,
That's why nobody really stays,
Slip away, slip away, its no wonder we're deranged
Like sand that's blowing through our hands
We're aging every day

Then she kissed me and caressed me
And made love to me once more
But it wasn't quite as good cause I'd grown older and withdrawn
Now I'm standing on the highway with my thumb thrust in the air
I don't know where I'm going but I know that I've been there

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