No Regrets chords by Aesop Rock

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Intro 1

Verse 1
Am 
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,
want to 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
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Verse 2
Am 
That's
the speed of the seed
A be
see
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
'cause dreamers always chase

Verse 3
But never get it
Am 
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
Dm 
Just one of the neighbors,
Am 
Actin nice, although she was
a strange girl, really
Say, "Lucy,
want to 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
'cause while they spread their rumors
through the street
She'd paint another

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Verse 4
Am 
(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 want
to 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