Thursday, May 15, 2003




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 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 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
Though 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

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