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