War At Home

Fallen brother, he's a fallen husband
He's about to be woken in his hospital bed
He doesn't wanna rest, he just wants to run
And he's tired of being told that he's the lucky one

Caped crusader, she's a newborn leader
But you should see her when her daughter's on the phone

And she wipes the tears away
And she laces up because there's still hell to pay
And it sure feels like hell today, today

And she says
"You see these hands?" They're bruised and brown
They're yours alone
Hold on love, we're still going down
Hold on love, we're still fighting at home
The war at home

Innocence behind his broken expression
He's a child of mercy, he's our unlearned lesson

And he's trying to wake up from this wilderness
His world has now become
He's reaching out to those he's running from

And he says
"You see these hands?" They're bruised and brown
They're yours alone
Hold on now, we're still going down
Hold on now, we're still fighting and it's

(One step forward and two steps back)
This is all who are marching
(One step forward and two steps back)
This is young and old
(One step forward and two steps back)
Through the void of the silence
You are not alone...

"You see these hands?" They're a million strong
They are yours now
Hold on now, we're all going down
Hold on now, we're all fighting at home
The war at home...