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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 younger in our dreams
yea future's like you know
it flowing down like a stream
so let your pretenders choke on your dust
for you're the light & the lust
you my canvas
threw colours when you a poem
the blues of the skies the green of grass
all the feelings one
you me that if something ryhmed orange
it certainly sound a revenge
but i always thought it was strange
for you had the weetest of the rages
then you blew the in eyes
& & cold when you realized
that is all we've had
& that's all we'll eer get
is no o-ther palce
to let our souls forget the sad
yea on a rock
i through the brown leaves
at the broken weaving
we'll just be younger in our dreams
yea future's like you know
it flowing down like a stream
so let your pretenders choke on your dust
for you're the light & the lust
you my canvas
threw colours when you a poem
the blues of the skies the green of grass
all the feelings one
you me that if something ryhmed orange
it certainly sound a revenge
but i always thought it was strange
for you had the weetest of the rages
then you blew the in eyes
& & cold when you realized
that is all we've had
& that's all we'll eer get
is no o-ther palce
to let our souls forget the sad
yea on a rock
i through the brown leaves
at the broken weaving
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