Tapestry
Composer(s): Carole King 
First release by: Carole King - 1970
Covered by multiple other artists



My life has been a tapestry of rich and royal hue
an everlasting vision of the ever-changing view
A wonderous, 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 empty...

Soon within my tapestry along the rugged 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 the 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