Deep Red Bells

"Deep Red Bells"He led you to this hiding placeHis lightening threats spun silver tonguesThe red bells beckon you to rideA handprint on the driver's sideIt looks a lot like engine oil and tastes like being poor and smallAnd Popsicles in the summerDeep red bells, deep as I've been doneDeep red bells, deep as I've been doneIt always has to come thisRed bells ring this tragic gunLost sight of the overpassThe daylight won't remember herWhen speckled fronds raise round your bonesWho took the time to fold your clothesWho shook the Valley of the ShadowDeep red bells, deep as I've been doneDeep red bells, deep as I've been doneWhere does this mean world cast its cold eyeWho's left to suffer long about youDoes your soul cast about like an old paper bagPast empty lots and early gravesThose like you who lost their wayMurdered on the interstateWhile the red bells rang like thunderDeep red bells, deep as I've been doneDeep red bells, deep as I've been doneDeep red bells, deep as I've been done