Tapestry

Carole King’s LP Tapestry was released when I was in the early years of high school. I was finally old enough to take the train by myself to visit my older sister who lived in the big city, but not old enough yet to have to go away to work for the summer months.

I can still recall sitting on the parquet floor of her downtown apartment, listening to this record over and over again, while my sis was off for her day at work. Some memories never leave you and the music stays burned into the very fibres of your being.

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 leather 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 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 unraveling,
he's come to take me back

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