Title: Tapestry
Artist: Carole King
Composer: Carole King
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My life has been a
tapestry of rich and royal hue
An everlasting vision
of the ever changing view
A wondrous woven magic
in bits of blue and gold
A tapestry to feel and see,
impossible to hold

Once amid the soft
silver sadness in the sky
There came a man of fortune,
a drifter passing by
He wore a torn
and tattered cloth
around his leathered hide
And a coat of many colors,
yellow green on either side

He move with some
uncertainty, as if he
didn't know just what he
was there for or where
he ought to go
Once he reached for
something golden
hanging from a tree and his
hand came down empty

Soon within my tapestry
along the rutted road
He sat down on a river rock
and turned into a toad
It seemed that he had fallen
into someone's wicked spell
And I wept to see him suffer,
though I didn't know him well

As I watched in sorrow,
there suddenly appeared
a figure gray and ghostly
beneath a flowing beard
In times of deepest darkness,
I've seen him dressed in black
Now my tapestry's
unravelling,
he's come to take me back
He's come to take me back