Текст песни The Fall of the House of Usher - Part I - Prelude

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 is an essential
Since the comprehension of sweet sound
Is our most indefinite conceptionAlan Parsons Project - The Fall of the House of Usher - Part I - Prelude - http://ru.motolyrics.com/alan-parsons-project/the-fall-of-the-house-of-usher-part-i-prelude-lyrics.html
Music when combined with a pleasurable idea is poetry
Music without the idea is simply music
Without music or an intriguing idea
Colour become pallor
Man becomes carcass
Home becomes catacomb
And the dead are but for a moment motionless