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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 you know
it keeps flowing down a stream
so let your choke on your dust
for you're the light & the lust
you painted my blank canvas
colours like when you write a poem
the blues of the skies the green of grass
all the feelings packed into one
you told me if something ryhmed orange
it would certainly sound like a revenge
but i always thought it was kinda strange
for you had the weetest of the rages
then you blew the in your eyes
& pale & cold when you realized
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 feet on a rock
i through the leaves
at the long broken free
we'll just be in our dreams
yea future's like you know
it keeps flowing down a stream
so let your choke on your dust
for you're the light & the lust
you painted my blank canvas
colours like when you write a poem
the blues of the skies the green of grass
all the feelings packed into one
you told me if something ryhmed orange
it would certainly sound like a revenge
but i always thought it was kinda strange
for you had the weetest of the rages
then you blew the in your eyes
& pale & cold when you realized
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 feet on a rock
i through the leaves
at the long broken free
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