Tears of Rage

We carried you in our arms On Independence Day And now you'd throw us all aside And put us on our way Oh, what dear daughter 'neath the sun Would treat a father so To wait upon him hand and foot Yet always answer, "no?" Tears of rage, tears of grief Why am I the one who must be the thief? Come to me now, you know We're so alone And life is brief It was all pointed out, the way to go And scratched your name in sand Though you just thought that it was nothing more Than a place for you to stand Now I want you to know that while you watched Discovered that there was no one true That I myself really thought It was just a childish thing to do Tears of rage, tears of grief Why am I always the one who must be the thief? Come to me now, you know We're so alone And life is brief It was all very, very painless When you ran out to receive All that false instruction Which we never could believe And now the heart is filled with gold As if it was a purse But oh, what kind of love is this Which goes from bad to worse? Tears of rage, tears of grief Why am I the always one who must be the thief? Come to me now, you know We're so alone And life is brief --- Tears of Rage - The Band and Bob Dylan