Deep Red Bells — Neko Case

He led you to this hiding place His lightening threats spun silver tongues The red bells beckon you to ride A handprint on the driver's side It looks a lot like engine oil and tastes like being poor and small And Popsicles in the summer

Deep red bells, deep as I've been done Deep red bells, deep as I've been done

It always has to come this Red bells ring this tragic gun Lost sight of the overpass The daylight won't remember her When speckled fronds raise round your bones Who took the time to fold your clothes Who shook the Valley of the Shadow

Deep red bells, deep as I've been done Deep red bells, deep as I've been done

Where does this mean world cast its cold eye Who's left to suffer long about you Does your soul cast about like an old paper bag Past empty lots and early graves Those like you who lost their way Murdered on the interstate While the red bells rang like thunder

Deep red bells, deep as I've been done Deep red bells, deep as I've been done Deep red bells, deep as I've been done