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Maybe life is safe for the saviors
Free from television, oh and The Times
Got mine, bought it straight from the fakers
It’s the gift that helps me lift above the crimes

You saw God downtown handing out answers
No, not real, though you liked the lines
Doing fine but I am afraid of the dances
As he laughed and passed the hat to pass the time

Oh, and it’s a letter I never send
Oh, but it’s the one that I read

There for the taking and played like a song on the stereo
There for the taking, go blind when I find the tattoo
There for the taking and played like a song on the radio
And it can’t be real, so it must be true

Did you see me there in your bread line
I’m your crime scene in faded light
Guilty fingers, fruit on your low vines
That I pick to grant my wish, to make this right

Oh, and it’s a letter I never send
Oh, but it’s the one that I might

There for the taking and played like a song on the stereo
There for the taking, go blind when I find the tattoo
There for the taking and played like a song on the radio
And it can’t be real
No it can’t be real
And it can’t be real, so it must be true


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