Luyện nghe bài hát The War Was In Color

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

Where to begin? Let's start the end
This and white photo, don't capture the skin
From the of a gun to a soldier who's done
me grandson, the war was in color

From shipyard to sea, from to sky
From rivet to rifle, from boot camp to cry
I wore the up high on a daylight run
held my face in its clammy hand
Crawled over coconut logs and corpses in the coral

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

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

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

Where to Let's start with the end
This black and white photo, don't capture the
When metal is churned and are burned
earned, the war was in color

Now I lay in my at age 21
Long before you were born, I bore a son
What did it do? Well, hopefully for you
A world without war, a life full of

to begin? Start with the end
This black and white photo never my skin
Once it was torn from an enemy
Straight through the core, the war was in

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

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