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CYMBALINE (Waters) Pink Floyd 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 cuplet rhyme And it's high tim 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 There's no where you can hide Your manager and agent Are both busy on the phone Selling colored 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 plain The leaves are heavy round your feet You hear the thunder of the train Suddenly it strikes you That they're moving into range And Doctor Strange Is always changing size And it's high time Cymbaline And it's high time Cymbaline Please wake me And it's high time Cymbaline And it's high time Cymbaline Please wake me

    


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