They say we won
But we lost so much
That all relief
Was bitter-sweet
It's hard to feel
You knew the enemy
It's hard to feel
You live for anything
My mother said:
"Thank God you're home"
But I never made it back at all
And when you drag
Bodies through the mud
It's hard for God
To bless you with his love
Does he know you at all?
And does this God of yours
Even know you at all?
To kill a man
As natural as
Falling in love
But fashionable
It's hard to feel
That I belong at home
It's hard to feel
Anything at all
Does he know you at all?
And does this God of yours
Even know you at all?
Carrying your faith
Out of the trench
Over my shoulder
Over and over
Over the crumbling walls
Of my innocence
And my saviour
Does he know you at all?
And does this God of yours
Even know you at all?
