Luyện nghe bài hát The War Was In Color

I see you've found a box of my
Infantries, tanks and smoldering wings
These old pictures are cool, tell me some
Was it the old war movies?
Sit down son, let me you in

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

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

Where to begin? Lets start the end
This black and white photo, capture 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 over the
The dead released 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 grows colder
In a window back home, a Blue is traded for Gold

Where to begin? Let's with the end
This black and white photo, don't the skin
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, before I a son
What did it do? Well, hopefully for you
A world without war, a life of color

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

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

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