[Music by Nordavind ’91]
Once upon a midnight dreary. while I pondered, weak and weary
over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore-….
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one, gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
‘Tis some visitor’ I muttered, tapping at my chamber door….
Only this and nothing more….
[Fretless Bass solo]
Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December,
and each seperate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor.
Eagerly I wished the morrow… Vainly I had sought to borrow
from my books surcease of sorrow…. Sorrow for the lost Lenore-…
For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore-…
Nameless here for evermore…
I cannot take this anymo-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-ore Saying everything I've said befo-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-ore All these words they make…
(Hey, you're really crazy... You know that?) I thought that I was calling up my…
I've been sucking morning Waiting for the beat I've been running circles Searching for the…