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Painted Dream 
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de The Dada Weatherman
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no we wont get older now
we'll just be in our dreams
yea future's like everything you know
it keeps flowing like a stream
so let your pretenders choke on dust
for you're the light & the lust
you my canvas
threw colours like when you a poem
the blues of the with the green of grass
all the feelings packed one
you told me that if something ryhmed orange
it would sound a revenge
but i always thought it was kinda strange
for you had the weetest of the rages
then you blew the flame in your eyes
& turn pale & you realized
that life is all we've ever had
& that's all we'll eer get
there is no o-ther palce
to let our souls forget the sad
yea bare feet on a cold rock
i look the brown leaves
at the long broken clouds free
we'll just be in our dreams
yea future's like everything you know
it keeps flowing like a stream
so let your pretenders choke on dust
for you're the light & the lust
you my canvas
threw colours like when you a poem
the blues of the with the green of grass
all the feelings packed one
you told me that if something ryhmed orange
it would sound a revenge
but i always thought it was kinda strange
for you had the weetest of the rages
then you blew the flame in your eyes
& turn pale & you realized
that life is all we've ever had
& that's all we'll eer get
there is no o-ther palce
to let our souls forget the sad
yea bare feet on a cold rock
i look the brown leaves
at the long broken clouds free
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