Cymbaline, Pink Floyd (Chords and Lyrics)

	Am		Bm		Am		Bm
The	path you tread is narrow	and the	drop is shear and very high	The	ravens all are watching	from a	vantage point	behind
	Apprehension creeping	like a	chill train up your spine		Will the tightrope reach the end?	Will the	final couplet	rhyme?
	C		F		C		F		Em
And it's	high time		Cymbline	it is	high time		Cymbaline	Won't you	please wake me
	Am		Bm		Am		Bm
	C		F		C		F		Em
And it's	high time		Cymbline	it is	high time		Cymbaline	Won't you	please wake me
	Am		Bm		Am		Bm
	C		F		C		F		Em
And it's	high time		Cymbline	it is	high time		Cymbaline	Won't you	please wake me

A butterfly with broken wings Is falling by your side The ravens all are closing in 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
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 And 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
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 And 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