Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The War Was in Color, artist - Carbon Leaf. Album song Love Loss Hope Repeat Reneaux, in the genre Альтернатива
Date of issue: 06.07.2021
Record label: Constant Ivy
Song language: English
The War Was in Color |
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 |
Where to begin? |
Let’s start with the end |
This black and white photo don’t capture the skin |
From the flash of a gun to a soldier who’s done |
Trust me, grandson |
The war was in color |
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 |
Where 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 |
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 |
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 |
Now I lay in my grave at age 21 |
Long before you were born |
Before I bore a son |
What good did it do? |
Well, hopefully, for you |
A world without war |
A life full of color |
Where to begin? |
Let’s start with the end |
This black and white photo never captured my skin |
Once it was torn from an enemy thorn |
Straight through the core-- |
The war was in color |
Where to begin? |
Let’s start with the end |
This black and white photo never captured my skin |
From the flash of a gun to a soldier who’s done |
Trust me, grandson |
The war was in color |
Trust me, grandson |
The war was in color |
Trust me, grandson |
The war was in color |