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 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...