Back in the days of shock and awe We came to liberate them all History was the cruel judge of over-confidence 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 out mind But some how 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.