I have been one acquainted with the night
I have outwalked the furthest city light
I have walked out in rain-and back in rain
I have looked down the saddest city lane
And dropped my eyes, unwilling to explain
I have passed by the watchman on his beat
Who's been acquainted with the night?
Who's been... Who's been acquainted?
Who's been... Who's been acquainted?
Who's been acquainted with the night?
I have been one acquainted with the night
Proclaimed the time was neither wrong nor right
Acquainted with the night
I have stood still and stopped the sound of feet
When far away an interrupted cry
Came over houses from another street
But not to call me back or say good-bye
And further still at an unearthly height
One luminary clock against the sky