Boogie Street
O Crown of Light, O Darkened One,I never thought we’d meet.You kiss my lips, and then it’s done:I’m back on Boogie Street.
A sip of wine, a cigarette,And then it’s time to go.I tidied up the kitchenette;I tuned the old banjo.I’m wanted at the traffic-jam.They’re saving me a seat.I’m what I am, and what I am,Is back on Boogie Street.
And O my love, I still recallThe pleasures that we knew;The rivers and the waterfall,Wherein I bathed with you.Bewildered by your beauty there,I’d kneel to dry your feet.By such instructions you prepareA 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 fleshAre posted on the door,There’s no one who has told us yetWhat Boogie Street is for.
O Crown of Light, O Darkened One,I never thought we’d meet.You kiss my lips, and then it’s done:I’m back on Boogie Street.
A sip of wine, a cigarette,And then it’s time to go . . .