Am The path you tread is narrow Bm And the drop is shear and very high Am The ravens all are watching Bm From a vantage point nearby Am Apprehension creeping Bm Like a tube-train up your spine Am Will the tightrope reach the end; Bm Will the final couplet rhyme Chorus: C And it's high time Fmaj7 Cymbaline C It's high time Fmaj7 Cymbaline Em Please wake me Butterfly with broken wings is falling by your side The ravens all are closing in there's no where you can hide Your manager and agent are both busy on the phone Selling colored photographs to magazines back home Chorus 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 Suddenly it strikes you that they're moving into range Doctor Strange is always changing size Chorus: 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 | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsAm C Em Fm Fmaj7 Fmaj Bm |