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 recall

The 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 prepare

A man for Boogie Street.

O Crown of Light, O Darkened Oneâ?¦


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,
There's no one who has told us yet
What 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 . . .