How Deep Is the Red
Elvis Costello Lyrics


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Is this is not a pretty tale? Is this not a riddle?
A bow shoots arrows through the air
A bow drags notes from a fiddle
But who is the beau of a young girl's heart?
That a king may send to battle

Is this not a pretty tale? Is this not a riddle?
If red is the breast of a soldier's tunic
Hung with a silver medal
And red is the thorn that protects the rose
A deeper red than the petal

How 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?

How deep is the red? How deep is the red?
How deep is the red our Redeemer bled?
How deep is the red? How deep is the red?
How deep is the red? How deep is the red?

Is this is not a pretty tale? Is this not a riddle?
A bow shoots arrows through the air
A bow drags notes from a fiddle
But who is the beau of a young girl's heart?





How deep is the red? How deep is the red?
How deep is the red?

Overall Meaning

The song "How Deep Is the Red" by Elvis Costello explores the symbolism and significance of the color red in various contexts. The lyrics refer to a variety of images, such as a bow shooting arrows and playing a fiddle, and draw connections between those images and the color red. The repeated question of "Is this not a pretty tale? Is this not a riddle?" adds a sense of mystery to the song and invites the listener to interpret the lyrics.


The heart of the song lies in the final stanza, where the color red takes on a religious connotation. The lyrics ask "How deep is the red our Redeemer bled?" and invoke the image of Jesus shedding his blood to pay the debt for humanity's sins. This connection between the color red and sacrifice adds a poignant layer of meaning to the song, suggesting that the beauty and richness of life comes at a price.


Overall, the song is a meditation on the complexity and depth of human experience, and the ways in which symbols and imagery can convey deep truths that are difficult to articulate in words.


Line by Line Meaning

Is this is not a pretty tale? Is this not a riddle?
Isn't this an interesting story? Isn't it puzzling?


A bow shoots arrows through the air
An archery bow propels arrows through the atmosphere


A bow drags notes from a fiddle
A violin bow draws out melodies from a musical instrument


But who is the beau of a young girl's heart?
Who is the suitor who has won the love of a young woman?


That a king may send to battle
Someone who may be sent to war by a ruler


If red is the breast of a soldier's tunic
Assuming that red is the color of a military uniform's chest


Hung with a silver medal
Adorned with a decoration made of silver


And red is the thorn that protects the rose
Also, assuming that red is the shade of the rose's protective thorn


A deeper red than the petal
A darker tone of red than that of the flower's petal


How deep is the red our Redeemer bled?
What is the extent of the crimson hue that our Savior shed?


The debt of our sins to settle?
Did He sacrifice Himself to absolve us of our wrongdoing?


How deep is the red? How deep is the red?
What is the true depth of the color?


How deep is the red our Redeemer bled?
What is the extent of the crimson hue that our Savior shed?


How deep is the red?
What is the true depth of the hue?


Is this is not a pretty tale? Is this not a riddle?
Isn't this a beautiful story? Isn't it a conundrum?


A bow shoots arrows through the air
An archery bow propels arrows through the atmosphere


A bow drags notes from a fiddle
A violin bow draws out melodies from a musical instrument


But who is the beau of a young girl's heart?
Who is the suitor who has won the love of a young woman?


How deep is the red?
What is the true depth of the hue?




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: ELVIS COSTELLO

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