EmDEmDAmThe path you tread is narrow
HmAnd the drop is shear and very high
AmThe ravens all are watching
HmFrom a vantage point nearby
AmApprehension creeping
HmLike a tube-train up your spine
AmWill the tightrope reach the end;
HmWill the final couplet rhyme
And it's Chigh time
Fmaj7Cymbaline
It's Chigh time
Fmaj7Cymbaline
Please Emwake 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
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