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Cymbaline lyrics
The path you tread is narrow and the drop is shear and very high
The ravens all are watching from a vantage point near by
Apprehension creeping like a choo-train up your spine
Will the tightrope reach the end; will the final cuplet rhyme
And it's high time
Cymbaline
It's high time
Cymbaline
Please wake me 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 plane
The leaves are heavy around your feet you hear the thunder of
the train
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
Part of these releases
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- Track 6 on More
- 5 Green Is The Colour
- 7 Party Sequence
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- Track 6 on Oh By the Way: Box Set Disc 3
- 5 Green Is The Colour
- 7 Party Sequence
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- Track 3 on Enjoy the Silence
- 2 Fat Old Sun
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- Track 9 on First Time In Japan
- 8 Echoes
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- Track 3 on First Time In Japan Disc 3
- 2 Set The Controls For The Heart Of The Sun
- 4 A Suacerful Of Secrets
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