Now, the towers have fallen   So much dust in the air   It affected your vision   Couldn't see yourself clear      From the fall came such choices   Even worse than the fall   There's this chain of consequences   Within, without      Action, cause and reaction   Never follows to plan   Black swans on your picnic table   Knocking over the jam      Please don't preach me forgiveness   You're hardwired for revenge   War is just about business   Within, without      Hey ma, the boys in body bags   Coming home in pieces   Hey ma, the boys in body bags   Coming home in pieces      Hey ma, the boys in body bags   Coming home in pieces   Coming home in pieces      War, war, war, war      The dead live on within us   Keep your fingers crossed   We were choking on the smoke and the dust   And the lives that were lost      Scratch the surface of liberals   There's a beast underneath   Others hiding their Jekyll's   Within, without      Hey ma, the boys in body bags   Coming home in pieces   Hey ma, the boys in body bags   Coming home in pieces      War, war, war, war      I can feel the daylight   I can feel the day lightning on me, lightning on me   I can feel the daylight   I can feel the day lightning on me, falling on me