Vid for Carbon Leaf "War in Color" Lyrics: I see you have found a box of my things - infantry, tanks and smoldering airplane wings. These old pictures are cool. Tell me some stories Was it like the old war movies? Sit down son. Let me fill you where to start? Let us begin with the end of this capture black-and-white photo is not the skin from the flash a gun to a soldier who trust me grandchildren of the war's been done on the yard in color from the sea, from the factory to the sky of rivet gun, fromBoot Camp to battle cry I wore the mask up high on a daylight run, that my face crept into its clammy hand over coconut logs and corpses in the coral sand Where to begin? Let us begin with the end of this record is not black and white photo of the skin from the shock of a shell or the memory of smell If red is for Hell The war was in color I held the canvas bag over the railing The dead released, with the sailing ship still out of our hands and into the swallowing sea I felt the crossfirebe sewn up in a blanket of dead soldiers, and when the night colder In a window back home, a Blue Star is traded for gold. Where to begin? Let us begin with the end of this record is not black and white photo of the skin is agitated for metal. And bodies are burned-earned victory, the war was in color Now I lay in my grave at age 21 Long before you were born Before I bore a son What good did it? Well, hopefully you for a world without war A life full color Where to begin? Let's start withthe ...
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