War Was In Color
Carbon Leaf
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D|0A|0E|0 D2 (whole time) I see you've found a box of my things - Infantries, 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 in (Chorus)D G Where to begin? Let's start withD the end This black and white photo don'tA capture the skinDG From the flash of a gun to aD soldier who's done A (let it ring) Trust me grandson The war was in color (Fill)E|2-2-0-0---3-3-2-2---2-2-0-0---3- B|3-3-3---2-3-3-3---3-3-3-3---2-3- G|2-2-2-----2-2-2-----2-2-2-----2- D|-------------------------------- A|-------------------------------- E|-------------------------------- E|3-2--| B|3-3--| G|2-2--| D|-----| A|-----| E|-----|D2 (whole time, with fill in background) From shipyard to sea, From factory to sky From rivet to rifle, from boot camp to battle cry I wore the mask up high on a daylight run That held my face in its clammy hand Crawled over coconut logs and corpses in the coral sand (Chorus same as above)Continúa después del anuncioWhere to begin? Let¹s start with the end This black and white photo don't capture the skin From the shock of a shell or the memory of smell If red is for Hell The war was in color D2(whole time, with fill in background) I held the canvas bag over the railing The dead released, with the ship still sailing, Out of our hands and into the swallowing sea I felt the crossfire stitching up soldiers Into a blanket of dead, and as the night grows colder In a window back home, a Blue Star is traded for Gold. (Chorus same as above) Where to begin? Let's start with the end This black and white photo don't capture the skin When metal is churned. And bodies are burned Victory earned The War was in color (Let thes notes ring)G Now I lay in my grave at age 21D Long before you were bornAD Before I bore a sonG What good did it do?D Well hopefully for youA A world without warA A life full of colorD G Where to begin? Let's start with the endD A This black and white photo never captured my skinD G Once it was torn from an enemy thornD Straight through the coreA The war was in colorD G Where to begin? Let's start with the endD A This black and white photo never captured my skinD From the flash of a gunG To a soldier who's doneD Trust me grandsonA The war was in colorD Trust me gransonA The war was in colorD Trust me grandsonA The war was in color (Fill)D A The War