Luyện nghe bài hát Marches And Maneuvers

This is a war we
And the are drawn, sides are drawn
And all wrapped up in fatigues
And they us out, wear us out
There is a at sea

If we fly a white under a black and blue sky
Will the red sun
(The taste of kerosene lips burn me up)
If we fly a white under a black and blue sky
Will the red sun
(The glare from your enemy make me go blind)

Blinds divide the into thin strips
The of a blade
In trench that we dig for ourselves
and fade
Glare with the enemy of the bodies in bed
no retreat

This is a war we in
We're up in arms, up in
With our heads pressed against the
And it's thin, wearing thin
These are the
(We swallow)

If we fly a flag under a black and blue sky
Will the red sun
(The taste of kerosene lips burn me up)
If we fly a white flag under a and blue sky
the red sun rise?
(The from your enemy sights make me go blind)

is a war
Administer the
(Keep fighting)
Before the divides
(Keep marching)
both go down like toy soldiers
(This is a war)

Threats and picket line are around our beds
And the in our chests will all go off in time
If we trip each other this
Do you we'll find a way out?
synthesized a compound to retreat this conscience,

It's,
One part
One no sleep
One part the gun we heard
One part the screams for laughter
One part everything
One part
One part stepping out of the driving
One part parting way in the cold
Don't look
Just running down the stairs

Do you the footsteps?
Can you the voices in the traffic?
in the attic?
They say, after time, all will heal
We rebuild
And these arms will
(Mend in our embrace)