Elvis Costello - How Deep Is The Red Lyrics
Is this is not a pretty tale?Is this not a riddle?A bow shoots arrows through the airA bow drags notes from a fiddleBut who is the beau of a young girl's heart?That a king may send to battleIs this not a pretty tale?Is this not a riddle?If red is the breast of soldier's tunicHung with a silver medalAnd red is the thorn that protects the rose,A deeper red than the petalHow deep is the red our redeemer bled,The debt of our sins to settle?How deep is the red?How deep is the red?How deep is the red our redeemer bled?How deep is the red?