Letra de The Fall Of The House Of Usher: Prelude (1987 Remix) - The Alan Parsons Project
Letra de canci�n de The Fall Of The House Of Usher: Prelude (1987 Remix) de The Alan Parsons Project lyrics
(Note: These spoken words appear only
on the remastered 1987 Version,
narrated by Orson Welles)
Shadows of shadows passing.
It is now 1831, and as always, I am absorbed with a delicate thought.
It is how poetry has indefinite sensations, to which end music in inessential,
since the comprehension of sweet sound is our most indefinite conception.
Music, when combined with a pleasurable idea, is poetry.
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Music, without the idea, is simply music.
Without music, or an intriguing idea, color becomes pallor;
Man becomes carcass;
Home becomes catacomb;
The dead, are but for a moment, motionless.
Instrumental
on the remastered 1987 Version,
narrated by Orson Welles)
Shadows of shadows passing.
It is now 1831, and as always, I am absorbed with a delicate thought.
It is how poetry has indefinite sensations, to which end music in inessential,
since the comprehension of sweet sound is our most indefinite conception.
Music, when combined with a pleasurable idea, is poetry.
https://www.coveralia.com/letras/the-fall-of-the-house-of-usher--prelude--1987-remix--the-alan-parsons-project.php
Music, without the idea, is simply music.
Without music, or an intriguing idea, color becomes pallor;
Man becomes carcass;
Home becomes catacomb;
The dead, are but for a moment, motionless.
Instrumental
