Johnny Viola

If you could ring the sky like a bell
Even such a sound would never suffice
If you could bang the world like a drum
It would only show it was hollow inside

And as love, it slips behind a little cloud
And your eyes are veiled
Is there a medical term for a heart that's been removed?

If you could wring the hours and the days
Of all their life, I think you would find
The lovely faces crash like a wave
Upon a shore so frozen and white

And as love, it slips behind another cloud
The snow is like a feathery down
When a heart has been removed

And as love departs your life
Like silvery birds that leave the coast
Your eyes are as wide and lifeless as the moon