The Eclipse/The Raven

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 come a tapping,
As of some one, gentty 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 wrough 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...