Tule's Blues

Oh Tule, it's on account of you that I've been weeping
 Here behind my hand
 It's lonesome in my heart's land, as the sands of the desert
 Oh, tell me, why was it always you, who, through the changes
 You, who always sang and played while the green vespers rang
 In the heart of the hillside
 It's a sad song we always seem to be singing to each other
 You and me, sweet and slightly out of key
 Like the sound of a running down calliope
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 Oh Tule, it's once I was your knight in golden armor
 With the sun behind my hair
 And my music filled the air with symbols and lightning
 Oh Tule, now can't you see I'm changing like the seasons?
 My hair is growing dark
 And there's no room left in the ark for a lark with a broken wing
 It's a sad song we always seem to be singing to each other
 You and me, sweet and slightly out of key
 Like the sound of a running down calliope
 Oh Tule, it's on account of you that I'll be leaving
 'Cross the deep salt sea
 Whatever wild worlds I may see, will be empty without you
 It's a sad song we always seem to be singing to each other
 And a child's voice, so tender and out of tune
 Does he ask if I'll be singing home soon
 Does he ask if I'll be coming home soon