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Painted Dream 
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by The Dada Weatherman
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no we wont get now
we'll just be younger in our dreams
yea future's like you know
it keeps flowing like a stream
so let your pretenders choke on dust
for you're the light & the lust
you my blank canvas
threw you write a poem
the blues of the skies the green of grass
all the feelings one
you told me that if something ryhmed with orange
it certainly sound like a revenge
but i always it was kinda strange
for you had the weetest of the rages
you the in eyes
& turn & cold when you realized
that is all we've had
& that's all we'll eer get
there is no o-ther palce
to let our forget the sad
yea feet on a cold rock
i look the leaves
at the long broken clouds weaving free
we'll just be younger in our dreams
yea future's like you know
it keeps flowing like a stream
so let your pretenders choke on dust
for you're the light & the lust
you my blank canvas
threw you write a poem
the blues of the skies the green of grass
all the feelings one
you told me that if something ryhmed with orange
it certainly sound like a revenge
but i always it was kinda strange
for you had the weetest of the rages
you the in eyes
& turn & cold when you realized
that is all we've had
& that's all we'll eer get
there is no o-ther palce
to let our forget the sad
yea feet on a cold rock
i look the leaves
at the long broken clouds weaving free
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