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