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.