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Deep Red Bells
by Neko Case
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Who led you to this hiding place
These lightning thread-spun silver tunnels
The red bells beckon you to ride
A hand print on the driver's side
It looks a lot like engine oil
And tastes like being poor and small
And popsicles in summer
Deep red bells
Deep as I have been done
Deep red bells
Deep as I have been done
It always has to come this
The red bells ring this tragic dun
We've lost sight of the overpass
The daylight won't remember that
No speckled fawns raise round your bones
Who took the time to fold your clothes
And shook the valley of the shadow
Deep red bells
Deep as I have been done
Deep red bells
Deep as I have 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
Of those like you who lost their way
Murdered on the interstate
While the red bells rang like thunder?
Oh deep red bells
Deep as I have been done
Deep red bells
Deep as I have been done
Who led you to this hiding place
These lightning thread-spun silver tunnels
The red bells beckon you to ride
A hand print on the driver's side
It looks a lot like engine oil
And tastes like being poor and small
And popsicles in summer
Deep red bells
Deep as I have been done
Deep red bells
Deep as I have been done
It always has to come this
The red bells ring this tragic dun
We've lost sight of the overpass
The daylight won't remember that
No speckled fawns raise round your bones
Who took the time to fold your clothes
And shook the valley of the shadow
Deep red bells
Deep as I have been done
Deep red bells
Deep as I have 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
Of those like you who lost their way
Murdered on the interstate
While the red bells rang like thunder?
Oh deep red bells
Deep as I have been done
Deep red bells
Deep as I have been done
