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Painted Dream Medium
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 you know
it keeps flowing down like a stream
so let your pretenders 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 told me that if something ryhmed with orange
it would a revenge
but i always thought it was kinda strange
for you had the weetest of the rages
then you the flame in your eyes
& turn pale & cold when 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 feet on a cold rock
i look the brown leaves
at the long clouds free
we'll just be younger in our dreams
yea future's like you know
it keeps flowing down like a stream
so let your pretenders 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 told me that if something ryhmed with orange
it would a revenge
but i always thought it was kinda strange
for you had the weetest of the rages
then you the flame in your eyes
& turn pale & cold when 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 feet on a cold rock
i look the brown leaves
at the long clouds free
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