Beverly Penn (2004 Remaster)

Girl sleeping on a mansion roof

Under a wintery sky

Wrapped she is in furs and sable,

Starlight in her eye

And what is the name of this creature?

Where did she live and when?

Who was she and why was it

That Peter Lake loved Beverly Penn

Four o'clock on a marble morning,

Water pouring on her skin

In fever her life bursts open

And a hurricane blows in

When high from the dreams of this creature

A thief on a horse descends

It was dawn and it was december

And Peter Lake loved Beverly Penn

It was all of a windy day

And the sky was full of crows

When her lovely soul ascended