Lucy was 7 and a head of blue barrettes City born, into world with no knowledge and no regrets Had a piece of chalk with which she'd draw upon the street The many faces of the various locals she would meet
There was Joshua, age 10, bully of the Who always took her milk at the morning bus stop There was Mrs. Crabtree and her She always gave a and holler on her weekly trip Down to the parlor
And she drew, men, women, kids, sunsets, And she drew, skyscrapers, stands, cities, towns Always said hello to passersby, ask her why she passed her time Attachin' lines to concrete, but she would only
Now all the children living in or near her building Ran around like tyrants, up the open fire hydrants They would say, "Hey little Lucy, wanna come jump dutch?" would pause, look, grin and say, "I'm busy, thank you much"
Well, well, one year passed and it or not She covered every last inch of the entire sidewalk and she "Lucy, all this, you're just giving in today?" She said, "I'm not giving in, I'm finished", and walked
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Lucy was 37, and introverted apartment in the same building she grew up in She traded in her blue barrettes for long locks held up a clip Traded in her yellow chalk for charcoal
And she drew, Bobby who would come to sweep the porch And she drew, the mailman, everyday at 4 Lucy had very little with the folks outside her cubicle day But she found it suitable, and she it that way
She had a man now, Rico, similar, They would only see each once or twice a week on purpose They appreciated and Rico was an artist too So connect on Saturdays to share the pictures that they drew
Now every month or so, she'd get a knock the front door one of the neighbors Actin' nice, she was a strange girl, really sad "Hey, Lucy, wanna me for some lunch?" Lucy would smile and say, "I'm busy, you much"
And they would make a weird face the second the door And run and tell their how truly crazy Lucy was And Lucy what people thought but didn't care 'Cuz while they their rumors through the street She'd paint masterpiece
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was 87, upon her death bed At the home, where she had previously checked in Traded in the locks and clips for a head Traded in the charcoal sticks for arthritis, it had to
And she drew no more, sat and watched the dawn Had a television in the that she'd never turned on Lucy pinned up a life of pictures on the wall And sat and smiled, looked one over, just to laugh at it all
Now Rico, he had passed, 'bout 5 back So the visiting pulled in a big flock o' nothin' She'd never spoken throughout the spanning of her life Until the day she leaned forward, grinned and pulled the nurse And she
"Look, I've never had a in my life Because a dream is you wanna do, but still haven't pursued I knew what I wanted and did it it was done So I've been the dream I wanted to be since day one!"
Well, the nurse jumped She'd never heard Lucy even talk, 'specially words that She walked to the door, and pulled it closed behind Then Lucy a kiss to each one of her pictures and she died
1 2 3, the speed of the seed A B C, the speed of the need You can dream a little or you can live a little dream I'd rather it, 'cuz dreamers always chase but never get it
1 2 3, the speed of the seed A B C, that's the of the need You can dream a little dream or you can a little dream I'd rather live it, dreamers always chase but never get it
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