Luyện nghe bài hát The War Was In Color

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

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

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

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

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

I the crossfire stitching up soldiers
Into a blanket of and as the night grows colder
In a back home, a Blue Star is traded for Gold

Where to begin? start with the end
This and white photo, don't capture the skin
When metal is churned and bodies are
earned, the war was in color

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

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

Where to begin? start with the end
black and white 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
Trust me grandson, the war was in