[00:13.537]The path you tread is narrow and the drop is shear and very high[00:19.645]The ravens all are watching from a vantage point near by[00:25.683]Apprehension creeping like a choo-train up your spine[00:32.107]Will the tightrope reach the end; will the final cuplet rhyme[00:37.478]And it's high time Cymbaline[00:43.406]It's high time Cymbaline[00:50.156]Please wake me[00:56.872]Butterfly with broken wings is falling by your side[01:03.070]The ravens all are closing in there's no where you can hide[01:09.298]Your manager and agent are both busy on the phone[01:15.856]Selling colored photographs to magazines back home[01:21.228]And it's high time Cymbaline[01:27.562]It's high time Cymbaline[01:34.122]Please wake me[01:40.466]The lines converging where you stand[01:43.452]They must have moved the picture plane[01:46.773]The leaves are heavy around your feet[01:49.804]You hear the thunder of the train[01:53.193]Suddenly it strikes you that they're moving into range[01:59.189]Doctor Strange is always changing size[02:04.739]And it's high time Cymbaline[02:10.726]It's high time Cymbaline[02:17.068]Please wake me[02:48.581]And it's high time Cymbaline[02:54.612]It's high time Cymbaline[03:00.845]Please wake me