The Raven

It's midnight, I'm wide awake, feeling kinda low Flipping through the pages of stories I don't know Then a sound starts knocking, soft but at my door I whisper, "Just a visitor, nothing more" December's cold, the fire's dim, shadows on the floor I'm missing someone special - Lenore forevermore And the tapping keeps on coming, louder than before My heart pounds faster as I open up the door But there's nothing in the darkness, nothing to explore Just an echo whispering, "Lenore" Turn around and hear it now, tapping at the pane I tell myself it's just the wind or maybe just the rain But when I open up the window, what do I see? A raven staring back at me It perches high above me like it owns the night Its eyes are burning through me with a demon's light And it speaks just one word - "Nevermore," it cries A haunting little anthem that won't say goodbye Every question that I ask it meets the same reply: "Nevermore," oh "Nevermore" "Is there hope? Is there healing? Will my heart be whole?" The raven only answers with its cold control "Will I see her in heaven? Will I hold her once more?" But all it says is "Nevermore" Get out of my head! Get out of my space! Take your shadow and leave no trace! But the raven's still sitting above my door Its shadow stretching across my floor And my soul sinks deeper than ever before Forever lost to "Nevermore"