Lyrics
### Verse 1:
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 someone gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
"'Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door—
Only this and nothing more."
### Hook:
Nevermore, nevermore, echoes in my mind’s core,
Darkness knocking at my door, haunting me forevermore.
Nevermore, nevermore, can't escape this lore,
Shadows whispering, I implore, peace I knew before.
### Verse 2:
Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December;
And each separate 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.
Verse 2:
Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December;
And each separate 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.
Hook:
Nevermore, nevermore, echoes in my mind’s core,
Darkness knocking at my door, haunting me forevermore.
Nevermore, nevermore, can't escape this lore,
Shadows whispering, I implore, peace I knew before.
Verse 3:
And the silken, sad, uncertain rustling of each purple curtain
Thrilled me—filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before;
So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating
"'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door—
Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door;—
This it is and nothing more."
Verse 3:
And the silken, sad, uncertain rustling of each purple curtain
Thrilled me—filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before;
So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating
"'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door—
Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door;—
This it is and nothing more."
Hook:
Nevermore, nevermore, echoes in my mind’s core,
Darkness knocking at my door, haunting me forevermore.
Nevermore, nevermore, can't escape this lore,
Shadows whispering, I implore, peace I knew before.
