Josh Groban - War at home

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

Caped crusader she’s 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

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 love we’re still going down
Hold on love we’re still fighting at home
The war at home

And it’s (one step forward and two steps back)
This is all who are marching
(one step forward two steps back)
This is young and old
(one step forward two steps back)
Through the void of silence
You are not alone

You see these hands their million strong
They are yours now
Hold on love we’re all going down