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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 be younger in our dreams
yea future's like everything you know
it keeps flowing down like a stream
so let pretenders choke on your dust
for you're the light & the lust
you my blank canvas
threw colours when you write a poem
the blues of the skies with the green of grass
all the feelings into one
you told me if something ryhmed orange
it would certainly sound a revenge
but i it was kinda strange
for you had the weetest of the rages
you blew the flame in your eyes
& pale & cold when you realized
that life is all we've ever had
& that's all we'll eer get
there is no o-ther palce
to let our the sad
yea bare feet on a cold rock
i through the leaves
at the long broken clouds free
we'll be younger in our dreams
yea future's like everything you know
it keeps flowing down like a stream
so let pretenders choke on your dust
for you're the light & the lust
you my blank canvas
threw colours when you write a poem
the blues of the skies with the green of grass
all the feelings into one
you told me if something ryhmed orange
it would certainly sound a revenge
but i it was kinda strange
for you had the weetest of the rages
you blew the flame in your eyes
& pale & cold when you realized
that life is all we've ever had
& that's all we'll eer get
there is no o-ther palce
to let our the sad
yea bare feet on a cold rock
i through the leaves
at the long broken clouds free
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