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 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 hour
She lost sight of the overpass
But daylight won't remember that
When speckled fronds 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?
All those like you who lost their way
Murdered on the interstate
While the red bells rang like thunder
Deep red bells, deep as I have been done
Deep red bells, deep as I have been done
credits
from scriptures at an exhibition,
released March 28, 2020
Lyrics & melody - Neko Case
Arrangement & music - Wife Eyes
Lap steel - Chris Combs
This album is untouchable. FLAT OUT. Somehow uplifting and upsetting at the same time. As it plays, other music seems to me...like, suddenly vulgar or something. It’s just fucking Wife Eyes
wow. this album makes me love bands again. takes me back to the day discovering the Pixies or Sonic Youth or something shit. gets me digging for music again. Top fucking Notch. Wife Eyes
Derek Barber, the guitar glue for many Bay Area bands, incl. Astronauts, etc., and Bells Atlas, releases a solo LP of rhythmic indie pop. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 1, 2016