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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 be younger in our dreams
yea future's everything you know
it keeps flowing down like a stream
so let your on dust
for you're the light & the lust
you painted my blank canvas
threw colours like when you write a poem
the blues of the skies the green of grass
all the feelings into one
you told me if something ryhmed with orange
it a revenge
but i always it was kinda strange
for you had the weetest of the rages
then you the flame in your eyes
& turn & 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 souls forget the sad
yea bare feet on a cold rock
i look through the brown leaves
at the long broken clouds free
we'll be younger in our dreams
yea future's everything you know
it keeps flowing down like a stream
so let your on dust
for you're the light & the lust
you painted my blank canvas
threw colours like when you write a poem
the blues of the skies the green of grass
all the feelings into one
you told me if something ryhmed with orange
it a revenge
but i always it was kinda strange
for you had the weetest of the rages
then you the flame in your eyes
& turn & 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 souls forget the sad
yea bare feet on a cold rock
i look through the brown leaves
at the long broken clouds free
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