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Cymbaline

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The path you tread is narrow

And the drop is shear and very high

The ravens all are watching

From a vantage point nearby

Apprehension creeping

Like a tube-train up your spine

Will the tightrope reach the end

Will the final couplet rhyme


And it's high time

Cymbaline

It's high time

Cymbaline

Please wake me


A butterfly with broken wings

Is falling by your side

The ravens all are closing in

And there's nowhere you can hide

Your manager and agent

Are both busy on the phone

Selling coloured photographs

To magazines back home


And it's high time

Cymbaline

It's high time

Cymbaline

Please wake me


The lines converging where you stand

They must have moved the picture plane

The leaves are heavy around your feet

You hear the thunder of the train

And suddenly it strikes you

That they're moving into range

Doctor Strange is always changing size


And it's high time

Cymbaline

It's high time

Cymbaline

Please wake me


And it's high time

Cymbaline

It's high time

Cymbaline

Please wake me