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.