Hawkwind - Cymbaline lyrics
[Hawkwind - Cymbaline lyrics]
Drop is sheer 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
A butterfly with broken wings is
Falling by your side
The ravens all are closing in
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
And Doctor Strange is always changing size
And it’s high time! (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