O Crown of Light, O Darkened One,

I never thought wed meet.

You kiss my lips, and then its done:

Im back on Boogie Street.



A sip of wine, a cigarette,

And then its time to go.

I tidied up the kitchenette;

I tuned the old banjo.

Im wanted at the traffic-jam.

Theyre saving me a seat.

Im what I am, and what I am,

Is back on Boogie Street.



And O my love, I still recall

The pleasures that we knew;

The rivers and the waterfall,

Wherein I bathed with you.

Bewildered by your beauty there,

Id kneel to dry your feet.

By such instructions you prepare

A man for Boogie Street.



O Crown of Light, O Darkened One



So come, my friends, be not afraid.

We are so lightly here.

It is in love that we are made;

In love we disappear.

Tho all the maps of blood and flesh

Are posted on the door,

Theres no one who has told us yet

What Boogie Street is for.



O Crown of Light, O Darkened One,

I never thought wed meet.

You kiss my lips, and then its done:

Im back on Boogie Street.



A sip of wine, a cigarette,

And then its time to go . . .