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Painted Dream 
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by The Dada Weatherman
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no we get now
we'll be younger in our dreams
yea future's everything you know
it flowing like a stream
so let your choke on your dust
for you're the light & the lust
you painted my blank canvas
threw colours like you write a poem
the blues of the skies with the of grass
all the feelings packed one
you me that if something ryhmed with orange
it certainly sound a revenge
but i it was strange
for you had the weetest of the rages
then you the flame in eyes
& pale & you realized
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 on a rock
i look through the brown leaves
at the long clouds weaving
we'll be younger in our dreams
yea future's everything you know
it flowing like a stream
so let your choke on your dust
for you're the light & the lust
you painted my blank canvas
threw colours like you write a poem
the blues of the skies with the of grass
all the feelings packed one
you me that if something ryhmed with orange
it certainly sound a revenge
but i it was strange
for you had the weetest of the rages
then you the flame in eyes
& pale & you realized
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 on a rock
i look through the brown leaves
at the long clouds weaving
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