Lucy was 7 and wore a of blue barrettes City born, into world with no knowledge and no regrets Had a piece of yellow chalk with which draw upon the street The many of the various locals that she would meet
There was Joshua, age 10, bully of the Who always took her milk at the morning bus stop was Mrs. Crabtree and her poodle She gave a wave and holler on her weekly trip to the bingo parlor
And she drew, men, women, kids, sunsets, And she drew, skyscrapers, fruit stands, cities, said hello to passersby, they'd ask her why she passed her time Attachin' to concrete, but she would only smile
Now all the other living in or near her building Ran like tyrants, soaking up the open fire hydrants They would say, "Hey Lucy, wanna come jump double dutch?" would pause, look, grin and say, "I'm busy, thank you much"
Well, well, one passed and believe it or not She covered every last inch of the entire and she stopped "Lucy, all this, you're just giving in today?" She said, "I'm not in, I'm finished", and walked away
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Lucy was 37, and somewhat apartment in the same building she grew up in She in her blue barrettes for long locks held up with a clip in her yellow chalk for charcoal sticks
And she drew, little Bobby who come to sweep the porch And she drew, the mailman, delivered at 4 Lucy had very little contact with the 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 space and Rico was an too So they'd connect on Saturdays to share the that they drew
Now every month or so, she'd get a knock upon the front Just one of the Actin' nice, although she was a strange girl, sad "Hey, Lucy, join me for some lunch?" would smile and say, "I'm busy, thank 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 knew what people thought but care 'Cuz while they spread their through the street paint another masterpiece
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was 87, upon her death bed At the senior home, where she had previously in in the locks and clips for a head rest Traded in the charcoal sticks for arthritis, it had to
And she drew no more, just sat and the dawn Had a in the room that she'd never turned on Lucy pinned up a life of pictures on the wall And sat and smiled, each one over, just to laugh at it all
Now Rico, he had passed, 5 years back So the visiting hours in a big flock o' nothin' She'd never spoken once throughout the spanning of her Until the day she forward, grinned and pulled the nurse aside And she
"Look, never had a dream in my life Because a dream is what you wanna do, but still haven't I knew what I wanted and did it it was done So I've the dream that I wanted to be since day one!"
Well, the nurse jumped She'd never heard Lucy even talk, 'specially words like She walked over to the door, and it closed behind Then blew a kiss to each one of her pictures and she died
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1 2 3, that's the 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
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