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