Lady Genevieve lyrics

In a place far from here, Circled by mountains, Her skirts are raised; She gently sways. [?] Lady Genevieve Blue of blouse, Crystal sphere Slowly revolving - Her life is seen; The blues are green. Kings cannot believe Lady Geneveie. 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.