Cymbaline (soundcheck) Songtext
von Pink Floyd

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
Selling coloured photographs
To magazines back home
And It′s high time
Cymbaline high time
Cymbaline Please wake me


The butterfly with broken wings
Is falling by your side
The ravens all are watching
And there's nowhere you can hide
Your manager and agent
Are both busy on the phone
Selling coloured photographs
To magazines back home
And it′s high time
Cymbaline It's high time
Cymbaline Please wake me

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And it's high time
Cymbaline It′s high time
Cymbaline Please wake me

The path you tread is narrow
And the drop is shear and very high
The ravens all are watching
From a vantage point nearby
Your manager and agent
Are both busy on the phone
Selling coloured photographs
To magazines back home
And it′s high time
Cymbaline high time
Cymbaline Please wake me


The butterfly with broken wind is falling by your side The ravens all are watching
From a vantage point nearby
Your manager and agent
Are both busy on the phone
Selling coloured photographs
To magazines back home

And it's high time
Cymbaline high time
Cymbaline Please wake me End