Red Lines and Bibles

Lyrics

Red Lines and Bibles
Dirt Road Gospel Music
DirtRoadGospelMusic.com

[Verse 1]
Kids on phones, thumb-scroll, headline shuffle
Man on the corner says, "Here comes trouble"
Talking 'bout a friend from a cold gray tower
Kicked in the door in the middle of the hour
Said they used to whisper when the sirens wailed
Names on a list, one more train, one more rail
You don't know fear till the floorboards creak
And everybody's eyes learn a brand-new speak

[Hook]
Red lines, Bibles
One writes rules, one breaks idols
Red lines, Bibles
Better know which one you're under, child

[Verse 2]
Guy from Beijing with a scar by his ear
Says, "It don't start loud, it starts right here"
Fiddling the words on the classroom wall
Truth gets bent, then it gets small
They said, "Faith's old, Party's your mother
We'll be your bread, your bed, your cover"
By the time the locks hit the bedroom door
Every prayer's contraband on the floor

[Hook]
Red lines, Bibles
Ink and blood, law and spiral
Red lines, Bibles
One draws bars, one draws revival

[Verse 3]
Girl from Caracas at the laundromat line
Faded dress, two kids, quarters in a jar of dimes
Says, "Back home, we hummed so low
You could feel the hymn but it wouldn't quite show"
Grandma stitched pages in a winter coat seam
Little black book like a buried dream
Border guard pat-down, hands run slow
Bible in the lining where the cold winds blow

[Hook]
Red lines, Bibles
Border checks and hidden titles
Red lines, Bibles
One you hide, one hides you, child

[Verse 4]
Back home stateside, coffee shop chatter
Everybody arguing what words matter
"Truth's just vibes," says the kid in black
"Lines are lines, you can bend 'em right back"
Screens glow blue, facts get traded
History's a filter you can click and shade it
Folks who ran from the midnight van
Hear that talk and say, "I've seen that plan"

[Hook]
Red lines, Bibles
Sharpie marks and holy scribes all
Red lines, Bibles
Pick your ink before they choose your side

[Verse 5 – Lift]
I'm not saying this place is clean
We got ghosts in every scene
But the freest man that I ever saw
Had dirt on his boots and a higher law
Wouldn't kiss rings, wouldn't bow for bread
Said, "I answer to a Crown you can't see in your head"
Every whip crack, every king's demand
Broke on the rock of a nail-scarred hand

[Hook]
Red lines, Bibles
King's decrees and empty idols
Red lines, Bibles
One draws fear, one draws a cross in the dust

[Verse 6 – Final]
Now the ones who crossed water with a book in their shirt
Watch us laugh while we drag it through the dirt
Cameras roll, flags on fire
Everybody sure they're a self-made choir
But the quiet ones lean in and say,
"Freedom doesn't blow up, it just fades away
Starts with a joke, then a knock, then a file
Then you wake up counted in a single-file mile"

[Final Hook / Tag]
Red lines, Bibles
Last thin line when the lights go final
Red lines, Bibles
Choose your map before they choose your mile
Red lines, Bibles
Red lines, Bibles