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

The lines converging where you stand
They must have moved the picture plane
The leaves are heavy around your feet
You feel 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


Lyrics submitted by Demau Senae

Cymbaline Lyrics as written by Nick Turner Dave Brock

Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, T.R.O. INC.

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    General Comment

    The Shakespeare play is Cymbeline, not Cymbaline. Similarity between the two is probably not much greater than incidental.

    floating_eyeon February 20, 2007   Link

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