My name is Leslie Anne Levine 

My mother birthed me down a dry revine 

My mother birthed me far too soon 

Born at nine and dead at noon 



Fifteen years gone now 

I still wander this parapet 

And shake my rattle bone 

Fifteen years gone now 

I still cling to the petticoats 

Of the girl who died with me 



On the roofs above the streets 

The only love I've known's a chimney sweep 

Lost and lodged inside a flue 

Back in 1842 



Fifteen years gone now 

I still wail from these catacombs 

And curse my mother's name 

Fifteen years gone now 

Still a wastrel mesallied 

Has brought this fate on me 



My name is Leslie Anne Levine 

I've got no one left to mourn for me 

My body lies inside its grave 

In a ditch not far away 



Fifteen years gone now 

I still wander this parapet 

And shake my rattle bone 

Fifteen years gone now 

I still cling to the petticoats 

Of the girl who died with me