Luyện nghe bài hát The War Was In Color

I see found a box of my things
Infantries, tanks and smoldering airplane
These old pictures are cool, tell me stories
Was it like the old war
Sit son, let me fill you in

Where to begin? start with the end
This black and white photo, capture the skin
From the of a gun to a soldier who's done
Trust me grandson, the war was in

From to sea, from factory to sky
From rivet to rifle, boot camp to battle cry
I wore the mask up high on a run
That my face in its clammy hand
Crawled over coconut and corpses in the coral sand

Where to begin? start with the end
This black and white photo, don't the skin
From the of a shell or the memory of smell
If red is for Hell, the war was in

I held the canvas bag the railing
The dead with the ship still sailing
Out of our hands and into the sea

I felt the crossfire stitching up
Into a blanket of dead and as the night grows
In a window back home, a Star is traded for Gold

Where to begin? Let's start the end
This black and white photo, don't capture the
metal is churned and bodies are burned
Victory earned, the war was in

Now I lay in my at age 21
Long before you were born, I bore a son
What good did it do? Well, for you
A world war, a life full of color

Where to begin? Start the end
This black and photo never captured my skin
Once it was from an enemy thorn
through the core, the war was in color

Where to begin? Let's start the end
This black and photo never captured my skin
From the flash of a gun to a soldier done
me grandson, the war was in color

Trust me grandson, the war was in
me grandson, the war was in color