Back Home
Back Home
Get Tickets Now

Get Tickets Now
What Is It

download the mp3 clip Alone
words by Edgar Allan Poe

From childhood's hour I have not been
As others were--I have not seen
As others saw--I could not bring
My passions from a common spring.
From the same source I have not taken
My sorrow; I could not awaken
My heart to joy at the same tone;
And all I lov'd, I lov'd alone.
Then--in my childhood--in the dawn
Of a most stormy life--was drawn
From ev'ry depth of good and ill
The mystery which binds me still:
From the torrent, of the fountain,
From the red cliff of the mountain,
From the sun that 'round me roll'd
In its autumn tint of gold--
From the lightning in the sky
As it pass'd me flying by--
From the thunder and the storm,
And the cloud that took the form
(When the rest of Heaven was blue)
Of a demon in my view.

All music written, recorded, performed and produced by Something Fishy -- Tony and Amy Medina
©1999 Something Fishy Music & Publishing
Recorded at: sf records underground

back to CD #1 Tracklist

back to top of page

CD 1
CD 2
Thanks To
The Sponsors
Buy It
Back Home
Saltare Foundation for the Arts


©1999 Poe Project II (1999). All rights reserved.
Website hosted and designed by: Long Island Internet Headquarters and Glass Castle Web Design