Thursday, January 20, 2005

Neko Case - Deep Red Bells

He led you to this hiding place
These lightning threads spawn silver tongues
The red bells beckon you to ride
Handprint on the driver's side

It looks alot 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 to this
Red bells ring this tragic gun
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.

(Chorus)

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

(Chorus)
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