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Painted Dream 
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de The Dada Weatherman
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no we get older now
we'll just be younger in our dreams
yea future's like you know
it keeps like a stream
so let pretenders on dust
for you're the & the lust
you painted my blank canvas
threw like when you write a poem
the blues of the the green of grass
all the into one
you told me if something orange
it would certainly sound like a revenge
but i always it was strange
for you had the weetest of the rages
you the flame in your eyes
& turn & you realized
life is all we've ever had
& that's all we'll eer get
is no o-ther palce
to let our souls the sad
yea bare feet on a rock
i look through the leaves
at the long broken clouds
we'll just be younger in our dreams
yea future's like you know
it keeps like a stream
so let pretenders on dust
for you're the & the lust
you painted my blank canvas
threw like when you write a poem
the blues of the the green of grass
all the into one
you told me if something orange
it would certainly sound like a revenge
but i always it was strange
for you had the weetest of the rages
you the flame in your eyes
& turn & you realized
life is all we've ever had
& that's all we'll eer get
is no o-ther palce
to let our souls the sad
yea bare feet on a rock
i look through the leaves
at the long broken clouds
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