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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 your choke on dust
for you're the & the lust
you painted my blank canvas
threw colours like when you write a poem
the of the skies with the green of grass
all the feelings into one
you told me that if something 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 flame in your eyes
& turn pale & cold when you realized
is all we've had
& that's all we'll eer get
there is no o-ther palce
to let our souls forget the sad
yea bare feet on a cold rock
i look through the leaves
at the 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 your choke on dust
for you're the & the lust
you painted my blank canvas
threw colours like when you write a poem
the of the skies with the green of grass
all the feelings into one
you told me that if something 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 flame in your eyes
& turn pale & cold when you realized
is all we've had
& that's all we'll eer get
there is no o-ther palce
to let our souls forget the sad
yea bare feet on a cold rock
i look through the leaves
at the broken clouds free
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