Back in the days of shock and awe,
we came to liberate them all.
History was the cruel judge of overconfidence,
back in the days of shock and awe.
Back in the days of "mission accomplished",
our chief was landing on the deck.
The sun was setting on a golden photo op,
back in the days of "mission accomplished".
Thousands of bodies in the ground,
brought home in boxes to a trumpet's sound.
No one sees them coming home that way,
thousands buried in the ground.
Thousands of children scarred for life,
millions of tears for a soldier's wife.
Both sides are losing now, Heaven takes them in,
thousands of children scarred for life.
We had a chance to change our mind,
but somehow wisdom was hard to find.
We went with what we knew and now we can't go back,
but we had a chance to change our mind.