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Carole King Tapestry Legacy Edition Tapestry My life has been a tapestry Of rich and royal hue; An everlasting vision Of the ever-changing view; A wond'rous 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 moved 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 emp-ty. 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 unraveling; He's come to take me back. He's come to take me back. |
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