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Painted Dream 
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by The Dada Weatherman
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no we wont get older now
we'll just be younger in our dreams
yea future's like everything you know
it keeps down a stream
so let pretenders on your dust
for you're the & the lust
you my blank canvas
threw colours like when you write a poem
the blues of the skies with the green of grass
all the packed into one
you told me that if ryhmed with orange
it would sound like a revenge
but i it was kinda strange
for you had the weetest of the rages
then you the flame in your eyes
& turn pale & 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 souls the sad
yea feet on a cold rock
i look through the brown leaves
at the long weaving free
we'll just be younger in our dreams
yea future's like everything you know
it keeps down a stream
so let pretenders on your dust
for you're the & the lust
you my blank canvas
threw colours like when you write a poem
the blues of the skies with the green of grass
all the packed into one
you told me that if ryhmed with orange
it would sound like a revenge
but i it was kinda strange
for you had the weetest of the rages
then you the flame in your eyes
& turn pale & 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 souls the sad
yea feet on a cold rock
i look through the brown leaves
at the long weaving free
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