The beach lies empty
the wind's blowing cold
To the west is Utah
To the east is Gold
but I stand here
on Omaha beach

My boots mark the sand
where they landed en masse
Their purpose clear
Our fate in their hands
on that day
on Omaha beach

A white marble cross
"Here Rests In Honored Glory
A Comrade In Arms
Known But To God"
That was all that it said
That was all that they got
A Comrade In Arms
Known But To God
Known But To God

So many lost
on that fateful day
Some were just boys
scared but so brave
as they paved the way
on Omaha beach

The landings served
to turn the tide
I bow to the men
who gave their lives
so I can stand
on Omaha beach

A white marble cross
"Here Rests In Honored Glory
A Comrade In Arms
Known But To God"
That was all that it said
That was all that they got
A Comrade In Arms
Known But To God
Known But To God

Was their sacrifice worth it?
So many men died
Or did we squander the freedom
that cost them their lives?
Do we honour them now
for the lives that they saved?
Or does the world that we’ve built
make them turn in their graves?

A white marble cross
"Here Rests In Honored Glory
A Comrade In Arms
Known But To God"
That was all that it said
That was all that they got
A Comrade In Arms
Known But To God
Known But To God

Last fall I found myself in France on work with a few days off and I spent those days visiting Normandy. One stop was the American Cemetery at Colleville-sur-Mer by Omaha Beach....