Some road ends in a cul-de-sac
Earth tone homes guard against attack
All made of brick with same yard ****
Parents inside, kids out joy ride

The scene is the same in each one
Difference here means you are done
Being the same, except you name
Is the main goal, sense of control

And that control keeps slipping
These people that keep drifting
Away from truth, toward vermouth
Numbing their pain, fight to be same

The pressure to perform wears
Community slowly tears
Some get real mad, others just beat, sad
Look outside and, see change at hand

“That is what did it” they shout
“We know what we are about”
Being the same, except the name
Was the main goal,

and what caused the loss of control