he led you to this hiding place
his lightning threats on silver tongue
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 to this
red bells ring this tragic hour
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