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