The Raven

Alan Parsons

THE clock struck midnight


And through my sleeping


I heard a tapping at my door


I looked but nothing lay in the darkness


And so I turned inside once more





To my amazement


There stood a raven


Whose shadow hung above my door


Then through the silence


It spoke the one word


That I shall hear for evermore





Nevermore


Thus quoth the raven, nevermore





And still the raven remains in my room


No matter how much I implore


No words can soothe him


No prayer remove him


And I must hear for evermore





Quoth the raven, nevermore


Nevermore


Thus quoth the raven, nevermore