Lady Genevieve

In a place far from here
Circled by mountains
Her skirts are raised;
She gently sways

Holy men deceive
Lady Genevieve

Through a glass crystal sphere
Slowly, revolving
Her life is seen
The blues are green
Kings cannot believe
Lady Genevieve

Butterfly to appear
Frozen in final motion
The bargain's made;
Her colors fade
Collectors have achieved
Lady Genevieve

Night has come
So spread your wings
While they all are sleeping
Try the wind;
Your wings shall mend
Happily conceive
Lady Genevieve
Lady Genevieve
Torn from the willow
Rest your head
Ooh, rest your head
No one shall receive Lady Genevieve