Cul De Sac

After Vietnam he came right back To a three bedroom house on a cul de sac He worked hard to provide for his family And now it all seems like insanity After thirty years, his wife is gone He can't figure out just what went wrong His sweet little girl went to live in Butte Drugs and booze made her a prostitute On the cul de sac Sits a Caddilac He hasn't driven since his heart attack His son paid for college with a tour in Iraq He won't be coming back to the cul de sac A suicide bomber made sure of that Late one night in a sneak attack He can't really understand that But it's too quiet now on the cul de sac He tries so hard not to look back or think about the war in Iraq Nothing makes much sense anymore At least not the way it did before When laughter rang out on the cul de sac And he knew what was fiction and what was fact