Luyện nghe bài hát Imaginary Wars

Behind the where I lived
when I was a kid
I played G.I. Joe beneath the tall trees
I'd imaginary wars
my mom called from our back porch
And I'd home covered in that pine pitch
From my head down to my

Too big to wrap my around
Surely older than I count
Must have there since the Mayflower crossed the sea
They'd through blizzards and hurricanes
Summer droughts and freezing
Them pines would live
At least how it seemed to me

Now become of the old pine woods
It's all gone and there's a brand new
All for a buck they cut down all trees
They all of my fondest memories

those trucks came for my woods
I did everything I
And it was war for real when let out that June
I ripped down flags and I pulled up
But what can one boy make
pines still fell like thunder on a summer afternoon

And I never became
With the that moved in
They were from us or so it seemed
I up and moved away
I just go on holidays
But tall and tangled pines
still falling in my dreams

We all want the lawn
And a country club where we
And an SUV to get us in style
But we don't keep of what we've lost
We can't the cost
When there's no place for a boy's
Imagination to run

So what's become of the old woods
all gone and it's gone for good
All for a buck they cut all those trees