Nevermore Hiway

Somber gloom
Within my room,
Like the raven stays.
Like the raven, says
Nevermore, nevermore.

Feelings spring words to my heart-
By my hand they depart;
Feathers of light twinkling through
Dark raging tempest gray blue.

Race on this
Hiway of pain,
To slide on my back
in the rain, to be
Nevermore, nevermore.

I'll escape in a fluttering wingbeat-
Or in a flourishing penbeat,
Or on this hiway of pain
On my back in the rain.

On Nevermore Hiway-
On this nevermore biway-
On Nevermore Hiway
On my back in the rain.