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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 pretenders choke on your dust
for you're the light & the lust
you painted my blank canvas
threw colours like when you a poem
the blues of the skies the green of grass
all the feelings packed into one
you told me that if with orange
it sound like a revenge
but i thought 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 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 feet on a cold rock
i look through the leaves
at the clouds weaving 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 pretenders choke on your dust
for you're the light & the lust
you painted my blank canvas
threw colours like when you a poem
the blues of the skies the green of grass
all the feelings packed into one
you told me that if with orange
it sound like a revenge
but i thought 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 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 feet on a cold rock
i look through the leaves
at the clouds weaving free
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