Luyện nghe bài hát Imaginary Wars

Behind the house where I
Back I was a kid
I G.I. Joe beneath the tall pine trees
I'd imaginary wars
'Til my mom called from our porch
And I'd come home covered in pine pitch
From my down to my knees

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

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

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

And I never became
the families that moved in
They different from us or so it seemed
I grew up and moved
I just go home on
But those tall and pines
They're still in my dreams

We all want the greenest
And a country where we belong
And an SUV to get us there in
But we keep track of what we've lost
We can't calculate the
When there's no place left for a
to run wild

So what's of the old pine woods
It's all gone and it's gone for
All for a they cut down all those trees