Nothing we haven't seen before,
From covert conflict to open wars.
Area prone to domination,
Little hope for repatriation,
So much pain and so many tears
So the lessons can fall on deaf ears.
At what cost the war is won
It's all over
But the revision's just begun.
Everything looks different
but you're just the same,
Still looking for someone else to blame.
Whispered words of what is fair
Drown in the silence of despair.
All wisdom and advice falls short of help
A mirror's no use 'til you can recognize yourself.
You were tryin' to find that flag of truce
even as the bridges burned.
It's all over
But the second thoughts await their turn.
Without closure, the curtain's drawn.
The wounded search for meaning,
the proud move on
Dreams were dashed and trust was broken
Faith so bound in words unspoken.
Do you pick the rubble
for what might have been?
No one in their right mind would want to
feel that way again.
The clock waits to extract its toll
the credits fade
and the regrets start to roll.
So frustration found release
Did anyone remember to speak for peace?
Was it for law and order,
that rights were wronged?
In the name of justice the war prolonged.
Yet through it all some greater love was grown,
And weren't there moments beyond
anything you've known?
So pack up your guilts and fears,
It's all over
But the memories start here.
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