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      No Regrets

      No Regrets

      Aesop Rock

      Album: Labor Days

      Aesop Rock - No Regrets Música y Letra, MP3 GRATIS

      Lucy was 7 and wore a head of blue barettes
      City born, into this world with no knowledge and no regrets
      Had a piece of yellow chalk with which she'd draw upon the street
      The many faces of the various locals that she would meet
      There was joshua, age 10
      Bully of the block
      Who always took her milk money at the morning bus stop
      There was Mrs. Crabtree, and her poodle
      She always gave a wave and holler on her weekly trip down to the bingo parlor
      And she drew
      Men, women, kids, sunsets, clouds
      And she drew
      Skyscrapers, fruit stands, cities, towns
      Always said hello to passers-by
      They'd ask her why she passed her time
      Attachin lines to concrete
      But she would only smile
      Now all the other children living in or near her building
      Ran around like tyrants, soaking up the open fire hydrants
      They would say
      'Hey little Lucy, wanna come jump double dutch?'
      Lucy would pause, look, grin and say
      'I'm busy, thank you much'
      Well, well, one year passed
      And believe it or not
      She covered every last inch of the entire sidewalk,
      And she stopped
      'Lucy, after all this, you're just giving in today?'
      She said:
      'I'm not giving in, I'm finished,' and walked away
      
      (Chorus: x2)
      1 2 3
      That's the speed of the seed
      A B C
      That's the speed of the need
      You can dream a little dream
      Or you can live a little dream
      I'd rather live it
      Cuz dreamers always chase
      But never get it
      
      Now Lucy was 37, and introverted somewhat
      Basement apartment in the same building she grew up in
      She traded in her blue barettes for long locks held up with a clip
      Traded in her yellow chalk for charcoal sticks
      And she drew
      Little bobby who would come to sweep the porch
      And she drew
      The mailman, delivered everyday at 4
      Lucy had very little contact with the folks outside her cubicle day
      But she found it suitable, and she liked it that way
      She had a man now: Rico, similar, hermit
      
      They would only see each other once or twice a week on purpose
      They appreciated space and Rico was an artist too
      So they'd connect on saturdays to share the pictures that they drew
      (Look!)
      Now every month or so, she'd get a knock upon the front door
      Just one of the neighbors,
      Actin nice, although she was a strange girl, really
      Say, 'Lucy, wanna join me for some lunch??'
      Lucy would smile and say 'I'm busy, thank you much'
      And they would make a weird face the second the door shut
      And run and tell their friends how truly crazy Lucy was
      And lucy knew what people thought but didn't care
      Cuz while they spread their rumors through the street
      She'd paint another masterpiece
      
      (Chorus x2)
      
      Lucy was 87, upon her death bed
      At the senior home, where she had previously checked in
      Traded in the locks and clips for a head rest
      Traded in the charcoal sticks for arthritis, it had to happen
      And she drew no more, just sat and watched the dawn
      Had a television in the room that she'd never turned on
      Lucy pinned up a life worth's of pictures on the wall
      And sat and smiled, looked each one over, just to laugh at it all
      No Rico, he had passed, 'bout 5 years back
      So the visiting hours pulled in a big flock o' nothin
      She'd never spoken once throughout the spanning of her life
      Until the day she leaned forward, grinned and pulled the nurse aside
      And she said:
      'Look, I've never had a dream in my life
      Because a dream is what you wanna do, but still haven't pursued
      I knew what I wanted and did it till it was done
      So i've been the dream that I wanted to be since day one!'
      Well!
      The nurse jumped back,
      She'd never heard Lucy even talk,
      'Specially words like that
      She walked over to the door, and pulled it closed behind
      Then Lucy blew a kiss to each one of her pictures
      And she died.
      
      (Chorus x2)
      
      1 2 3...
      A B C...

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