Luyện nghe bài hát The War Was In Color

I see you've a box of my things
Infantries, tanks and smoldering airplane
old pictures are cool, tell me some stories
Was it the old war movies?
Sit son, let me fill you in

Where to begin? Let's with the end
This black and white photo, don't 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, from camp to battle cry
I wore the mask up high on a run
held my face in its clammy hand
Crawled over coconut and corpses in the coral sand

Where to begin? start with the end
black and white photo, don't capture the skin
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 the ship still sailing
Out of our hands and the swallowing sea

I felt the stitching up soldiers
a blanket of dead and as the night grows colder
In a window back home, a Blue Star is traded for

Where to begin? Let's start the end
This black and white photo, capture the skin
When metal is and bodies are burned
earned, the war was in color

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

to begin? Start with the end
This black and white photo captured my skin
it was torn from an enemy thorn
Straight through the core, the war was in

Where to Let's start with the end
This black and white 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