Cymbaline(Live BBC Radio Session, 12 May 1969) - Pink Floyd
The path you tread is narrow
And the 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 cuplet rhyme
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 plain
The leaves are heavy round your feet
You feel 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