Cymbaline
[00:12.55] The path you tread is narrow
[00:15.29] And the drop is sheer and very high
[00:18.77] The ravens all are watching
[00:21.54] From a vantage point nearby
[00:24.76] Apprehension creeping
[00:27.80] Like a tube train up your spine
[00:31.04] Will the tightrope reach the end
[00:34.03] Will the final cuplet rhyme
[00:36.89] And it's high time Cymbaline
[00:43.11] It's high time Cymbaline
[00:49.35] Please wake me
[00:55.87] A butterfly with broken wings
[00:59.10] Is falling by your side
[01:02.07] The ravens all are closing in
[01:05.35] There's nowhere you can hide
[01:08.60] Your manager and agent
[01:11.33] Are both busy on the phone
[01:15.10] Selling colored photographs
[01:18.11] To magazines back home
[01:20.61] And it's high time Cymbaline
[01:26.85] It's high time Cymbaline
[01:32.83] Please wake me
[01:39.60] The lines converging where you stand
[01:42.84] They must have moved the picture plain
[01:46.10] The leaves are heavy round your feet
[01:49.10] You hear the thunder of the train
[01:52.59] Suddenly it strikes you
[01:55.34] That they're moving into range
[01:58.37] And Doctor Strange is always changing size
[02:04.08] And it's high time Cymbaline
[02:10.32] It's high time Cymbaline
[02:16.58] Please wake me
[02:48.05] And it's high time Cymbaline
[02:53.93] It's high time Cymbaline
[03:00.13] Please wake me
