This is my first attempt at chording anything so don't be to harsh :)
I will update it later, but this is all I have so far. (Help with the begining part?)
I can smell the death on the sheets (not quite right post if you know what it is)
I can't believe
This is the end (again not quite right)
But this is my deathbed
Lie here alone
If I close my eyes tonight
I know I'll be home
The year was ninteen forty-one....
I was eight years old and far, far too young....
To know that the stories of battles and glories
Was a tale, the kind a mother made up for her son
That's all so far, I'll update it later. Please comment.