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..