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Pink Floyd
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Cymbaline
Lyricist:Roger Waters
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 is high time, Cymbaline Please wake me
A butterfly with broken wings Is falling by your side The ravens all are closing in There's nowhere you can hide
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And it's high time, Cymbaline It is 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 And Doctor Strange Is always changing size
And it's high time, Cymbaline It is high time, Cymbaline Please wake me
And it's high time, Cymbaline It is high time, Cymbaline Please wake me
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