Do not accept me back I am the broken one
Splintered by a ray of light exploded by the sun
Frozen fist about to grip the trigger for the cause
Cocked and ready with a belly full I'm thinkin' who wins wars?

Do not accept me back I am the beaten one
Shattered by your sword of love broken by your guns
Just a priceless diamond a splintered prism of flaws
Let me ask you sweet Jesus who wins wars?

Do sacred hearts always bleed with a crimson cross-edged black
Will I ever seek the need of a roadmap heading back
Do crazy boys turn into men when they stand and ask for more
Do doves fly in the sky for peace and who wins wars?

Do flowers sight my eyes do seagulls swing along
When it comes my time to die will the timing be all wrong
Do crazy boys turn into men when they hear the cannons roar
Or will they forever wonder who wins wars?

Standing by the dockside handkerchief at the wave
The same one that wiped the tears away at her father's grave
The same eyes search the bright light that rained upon the shore and when...
And when the speck of the ship went through the hole in her heart she wondered who wins wars?

Rumblin' monsoon thunder dark shadows bruised and lean
Do statues stand in Melbourne parks where the sacrificed have been
Have crazy boys turned into men when they stand in awe
Of pretty girls in battle dress thinkin' who wins wars?

Do not accept me back I am the broken one
Splintered by a ray of light exploded by the sun
Frozen fist about to grip the trigger for the cause
Cocked and ready with a belly full I'm thinkin' who wins wars?