(Capo 1)

             
My life has be

            
en a tapestry 

             
of rich and ro

    
yal hue,
             
an everlasting

            
 vision of the

             
 everchanging 


view,
          
a wondrous wov

            
en magic in bi

              
ts of blue and

 
 gold,
         
a tapestry to 

          
feel and see, 

           
impossible to 


hold.

         
Once amid the 

          
soft silver sa

          
dness in the s


ky
             
there came a m

            
an of fortune,

             
 a drifter pas

     
sing by
          
he wore a torn

             
 and tattered 

             
cloth around h

             
is leathered h

ide
         
and a coat of 

          
many colors, y

           
ellow-green on

                
 either side.

             
He moved with 

         
some uncertain

       
ty, as if he d

      
idn't know
             
just what he w

       
as there for, 

         
or where he ou

       
ght to go
             
once he reache

           
d for somethin

          
g golden hangi

          
ng from a tree
         
and his hand c

              
ame down - emp


ty.

             
Soon within my

           
 tapestry alon

             
g the rutted r


oad
             
he sat down on

            
 a river rock 

             
and turned int

    
o a toad,
          
it seemed that

             
 he had fallen

             
 into someone'

         
s wicked spell

,
         
and I wept to 

          
see him suffer

           
, though I did

             
n't know him w


ell.

             
As I watched i

            
n sorrow, ther

            
e suddenly app


eared
             
a figure gray 

            
and ghostly be

             
neath a flowin

  
g beard
           
in times of de

             
epest darkness

            
, I've seen hi

             
m dressed in b

lack
        
now my tapestr

           
y's unravellin

            
g; he's come t

          
o take me back

,
           
he's come to t

         
ake me back.

                .

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