Chapter 2: Working Class

"More oatmeal, honey?"

"Thanks, I'm fine. But Kurt; sit down. There's something I've been whiling to ask you."

As breakfast was the only meal they were sure to have together; it also became Kurt and Blaine's time to share things and catch up on each other's lives. Kurt sat down and squeezed Blaine's hand encouraging him to go on.

"Is something going on with Louisa or she simply have a problem with me?"

Kurt pursed his lips and took a deep breath before answering:

"Yes and yes. She has some issues she doesn't like to talk about and she's not that into you. But I'm afraid you'll have to gain her trust to settle things with her. She'd kill me if I told you anything."

Blaine sighed:

"I try to reach for her but she doesn't let me. I mean; she's always polite and friendly, but she's always so distant..."

Kurt shrugged:

"That's Louisa. You see, Blee; Louisa is that kind of person that looks tough on the outside but is really soft. She has her problems as I had mine. She has put on all those walls to protect herself and the only way of letting them down is to gain her trust. Once she does; she's the best of friends. She was the first person I came out to."

Blaine had moist eyes:

"Kurt! I never knew your relationship was so deep. That's beautiful. I was never this close to Cooper or with any of my cousins to come out to them. My first experience was telling my parents and...you know that didn't end well."

"Oh honey; I wish you had. It'd have been so much easier for you. Anyway, I find it very cute that you are so interested in getting to know my cousin. Give her time and she'll warm up to you. I'll see if I can talk to her. For now, you have me to help you with whatever you need."

Kurt got up from his sit and went to sit on Blaine's lap; engaging in their first make-up section of the day.

xXxXx

Kurt and Blaine entered NYADA and saw Louisa having coffee with a chubby grumpy girl Kurt knew to have been one of Adam's Apples and who took a few classes with him. They bought coffees for themselves and joined the girls.

"Hi boo."

Louisa looked up smiling:

"Hey pumpkin! Guys, let me introduce you; this is Maggie Cooper, my roommate. Maggie, those are Kurt Hummel, my cousin, and his boyfriend Blaine Anderson."

After the traditional handshakes, Kurt and Blaine joined them at the table. Maggie looked at Kurt:

"We know each other, right? You are a sophmore like me; we share some classes."

Kurt nodded and smiled. Blaine gave one more attempt at being friendly with Louisa:

"So, Louisa, did you solve your problems with Cassandra? Can I count on seeing you in class this week?"

She sighed:

"Well, it wasn't easy but it's solved. According to the rulebook she has to accept me in her class; which she's absolutely not pleased about. However, as a punishment, now I have to work for her and she's making sure I won't have an easy time. Anyway, I guess it could have been worse. The only thing that bugs me is that it makes things harder to find a paid job."

Kurt looked at her puzzled:

"Are you job hunting? I thought your scholarship got things covered for you."

"Sort of; it pays for tuition and gives me a dorm room and a little money to eat at the university. I want a job so I'll be able to pay my own rent. I need my own place; particularly my own shower."

They all laughed and Maggie threw her a sympathetic glance:

"Right back at you, sister. I know how tough it can be to find a place you can be alone around here. I wished I could move; but you're my first roommate that isn't a psycho."

Louisa suddenly had an idea:

"Hey Maggie, what if we shared some place? We've been getting along fine and, at least, we only would have to share the bathroom with one other person."

Kurt saw Maggie smiling for the first time.

"That could work. I don't mind having to share the bathroom with you. I could see with my boss if there's a spot for you at Coffee'N'Stuff."

Louisa chuckled:

"That's a terrible name for a coffee place."

"Tell me about it! But the coffee is good. It's inside a bookstore, Books'N'Stuff, hence the name. My boss, Mr. Peaches, is creepy. But the salary is good and the hours are flexible."

Blaine intervened:

"I know that place! The old lady who runs the bookshop is adorable and the Medium Drip is killer. And Louisa, I'm also looking for a job; if I find somewhere interesting looking for your profile I'll let you know."

She smiled feebly at him:

"Thank you."

xXxXx

At the end of the day, Maggie guided Louisa out of NYADA through a side door that almost no one used. She pointed out a cozy shop across the street:

"It's there."

A little bell jingled as they opened the door and a fat-bellied big mustached man yelled at Maggie from the mezzanine where the coffee house was placed:

"You are late Ms. Cooper!"

Maggie signaled Louisa not to pay attention to him and guided her upstairs. She went behind the counter and tied her apron on before chasing after her boss:

"Mr. Peaches, I brought my friend Louisa with me today so you could interview her for the barista position that opened."

"But there are no barista position opened. You are my barista!"

He walked away from her and she waved Louisa to join her behind the counter, which she did quite reluctantly. Maggie went on following Mr. Peaches:

"But Mr. Peaches, you were saying just yesterday that we might need some extra help around here since the new term at NYADA has started."

Slowly, Maggie and Mr. Peaches' voices began to fade away in Louisa's mind as she saw a chief's knife lying on the counter. The blade was growing larger and larger in her head and her toughs started to take a familiar way she fought daily to avoid. It would be just something small. There'll be no harm. Just a little cut that tomorrow no one will notice. Nice red blood. Such a beautiful color. Warm. Dripping...

She was awaken from her trance by Mr. Peaches' voice screaming at Maggie:

"I said no, Maggie! I can't hire anyone right now."

Maggie turned to say something to her, but Louisa was already apologizing and walking towards the exit:

"It's okay, Maggie. I can't work here anyway; you know... Cassandra... too many classes... See you at our dorm."

Louisa was talking and walking hastily backwards so she didn't see the rounded cheeked old lady that had entered the shop. Nor she could avoid bumping into said old lady.

Maggie was watching from upstairs and gasped:

"Oh, Mrs. Smitty! I'm so sorry. This is my friend Louisa. I took her here to try for a job at the coffee shop."

Mrs. Smitty looked at Louisa who was still lying on the floor:

"It's okay. At least only my books fell down; not me. Are you fine, young lady?"

Louisa started gathering Mrs. Smitty's books in a rush while trying to hide her embarrassment:

"I'm... I'm fine. I'm so sorry I bumped into you."

The old lady grinned at her:

"No problem, my dear. However, I'm not that young anymore and I could use some help carrying these books inside. I could offer you a cup of tea."

Louisa smiled:

"It won't be necessary. It'll be my pleasure to carry those books for you ma'am."

xXxXx

Mrs. Smitty entered her office followed by Louisa. She indicated the girl where to land the books and went to her electric kettle.

"When you said tea wouldn't be necessary; did you mean you don't like tea or you were just trying not to give me trouble?"

Mrs. Smitty casted her a mischievous glance and Louisa couldn't help but chuckle:

"I actually love tea. I just don't want to bother you any longer. Especially after I almost knocked you down."

"Nonsense. I always like to have company for tea. You already proved me you're a polite yet clumsy girl. And for the weight you seem to be carrying on your back, I'd guess you are also a book-worm."

"Guilty as charged."

Louisa smiled and sat down at the chair Mrs. Smitty was pointing to her. The lady dished the tea for both of them and sat on a chair that faced Louisa's.

"I believe we haven't been properly introduced; I'm Eleanor Smitty, the owner of this book shop."

"My name is Louisa Hummel and I'm Maggie's friend and roommate."

"Nice to meet you, Louisa. Could you do me a favor and pick that picture frame that's behind you?"

As Louisa turned to pick it, Eleanor went on:

"Take a look at it. See that boy? He's my son."

Louisa stared at the smiling boy who appeared to have eighteen years at most. He was in a beach setting and waved at the camera. She didn't know what Mrs. Smitty's point was, so she tried a nice comment:

"He's very handsome."

"He took his life. He was smiling all the time; but a mother always knows when a kid is screaming on the inside. Unfortunately, nobody talked about depression at that time and my husband never let him seek for the appropriate help. He was the one who took this picture of our son a few weeks before the incident. He used to say I spoiled the boy too much and I wasn't teaching him how to be a man. Sorry, I digress. What I mean is that I know that look on your face..."

Louisa was totally caught by surprise and she couldn't make sense of the woman's words:

"I'm sorry?"

Eleanor went on ignoring Louisa's astonishment:

"What's your diagnose?"

Louisa was even more perplexed, but she ended up lowering her head and answering in the stronger voice she could manage at the moment: a mere whisper.

"Anxiety disorders... depression comes as a side effect..."

Mrs. Smitty nodded:

"You see; I could use some help around the shop..."

Louisa got up:

"I don't think I can accept your offer..."

"Why not?"

They both stared at each other in silence. Louisa wanted to run away from there the fastest she could. Or that the floor opened up so she could hide. However, she knew she had a moral debt with this lady. Finally, she came up with a question:

"What was his name?"

"Warren."

"You see; I know your look too. I've seen it a million times on my mother: it's absolute concern yet absolute powerlessness."

"So why don't we make a change for them?"

Louisa measured the wise eyes of the woman in front of her:

"Don't you think it would be too cruel on both of us?"

Mrs. Smitty smiled the most earnest smile she gave all the afternoon:

"I don't remember my son with sorrow. I rejoice the wonderful person he was. What's her name? Your mother's?"

Louisa grinned for the first time since entering that shop:

"Maria. I'm Maria Louisa after her."

A few more moments of silence went by with Eleanor just smiling at the girl. Louisa could feel those eyes weighting on her and sighed:

"You've got me, ma'am: for her. I'm in."

Mrs. Smitty clapped her hands:

"Great, my darling. It will be our little secret. And please call me Eleanor."

xXxXx

Louisa went to meet Kurt at a bar called Call Backs as the night began to fall. She entered the building and saw her cousin waving at her from the counter.

"Hi pumpkin. Why are we meeting here?"

Blaine got up from behind the counter saying "hi" and scaring Louisa.

"Blaine! You scared me to death."

He laughed with her:

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. But you're not the only one with great news today. This is my new job. Here, these drinks are on the house."

Louisa looked concerned at him:

"Are you sure it's such a good idea to be handing out free drinks on your first day?"

Blaine laughed:

"It's still my bartender training. I'm not allowed to serve these to paying customers; if you don't have them, I'll have to throw them out. They are also nonalcoholic. Anyway, I'll only take the night shifts as I'm being trained. As I'm underage; I'll be taking the lunch shifts. I've got to go now to check the stock, but enjoy your beverages."

Louisa sipped her drink and turned to Kurt:

"He's actually good at this."

Kurt smirked at her:

"Are you warming up to Blaine?"

"Not so much as I'm trying not to cause you any trouble. I pretty much hate him."

Kurt rolled his eyes at her:

"I know all your hating Blaine thing is because you love me and that's why I'm asking you to try."

"I'm trying to protect you."

"I know, sweetie, but I don't need protection. I need peace between my cuties. See, I'm not even asking you to be friends with Rachel."

She snorted and observed as he smilingly took another sip from his drink. As a proud mother, she said to her cousin:

"I love you, pumpkin."

He made an aw face and hugged her:

"I love you too, boo; and I'm really happy that you have moved near me. But, you need to stop hating everyone else I love. Believe me, Blaine is not the bad guy. Could you give him a chance?"

She smirked:

"I could think of it if you told me what's behind your long face..."

Kurt sighed:

"You can read me too well! That could be annoying. I'm just a little blue today. I thought by now New York wouldn't crush me so much."

"Kurt! You are doing great! You are in the greatest city in the world; studying at the best academy and doing an internship in a fashion magazine. Not to mention a boyfriend that - I have to give it to him - will do anything for you. You got a brilliant future ahead of you. You know what I think? I think it would do amazingly well for both of us if you went on that stage and sang. I miss hearing your singing voice."

Five minutes later, Kurt was being called at the stage.

"Good evening ladies and gentlemen; my name is Kurt Hummel and I'll be singing Come So Far from the musical Hairspray."

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Hey old friend let's look back

On the crazy clothes we wore

Ain't it fun to look back

And to see it's all been done before

All those nights together

Are a special memory

And I can't wait for tomorrow

Just as long as you're dancing next to me

'Cause it's so clear every year we get stronger

What's gone is gone, the past is the past

Turn the radio up and then hit the gas 'cause

I know we've come so far

But we've got so far to go

I know the road seems long

But it won't be long 'till it's time to go

So most days we'll take it fast

And some nights we'll take it slow

I know we've come so far

But baby, baby we've got so far to go

Hey old friend together

Side by side and year by year

The road was filled with twists and turns

Oh, but that's the road that got us here

Let's move past the bad times

But before those memories fade

Let's forgive but not forget

And learn from all the mistakes we made

'Cause it's so clear every year we get stronger

So don't give up and don't say when

And just get back on the road again 'cause

I know we've come so far

But we've got so far to go

I know the road seems long

But it won't be long 'till it's time to go

So most days we'll take it fast

And some nights we'll take it slow

I know we've come so far

But baby, baby we've got so far to go

Hey old friend come along for this ride

There's plenty of room so jump inside

The highway's rocky every now and then

But it's so much better then where I've been

Just keep movin' at your own speed

Your heart is all the compass you'll ever need

Let's keep cruisin' the road we're on

'Cause the rear view mirror only shows what's gone, gone, gone

We got so far to go

Oh, it's so clear every year we get stronger

So shine that light, take my hand

Let's dance into the promise land 'cause

I know we've come so far

But we've got so far to go

I know the road seems long

But it won't be long 'till it's time to go

So most days we'll take it fast

And some nights we'll take it slow

I know we've come so far

But baby, baby we've got so far to go

But baby, baby we've got so far to go

xXxXx

Kurt saw more familiar faces applauding him as he finished his song. He got down from the stage and walked towards his brother and Rachel:

"So glad you got to see the end of my number."

Rachel was already hugging him:

"You sounded incredible, Kurt!"

He smiled confidently:

"Well, it was little Louisa there who convinced me."

Rachel shot a glance towards where the other girl was sitting at the bar. She tried to hide the scorn on her face before turning back to Kurt:

"It seems a little crowded at the bar. Finn and I can sit at that little table over there."

Kurt wasn't entirely convinced by her:

"Ok. If we can find a table for four we can all sit together."

Rachel was pulling Finn to the table and the boy was complaining:

"I get that you don't like her; but you could at least try to be polite. You didn't even give me the chance to greet her."

"She hates me too. She doesn't bother to hide."

Finn mumbled to himself:

"Neither do you..."

"What?"

"Nothing! Have you decided if you are singing tonight?"

She smirked at him:

"Oh yeah, I'll be singing. I know exactly what..."

Blaine announced Rachel at the stage:

"Please help me welcome NYADA student Rachel Berry."

They had become regulars at Call Backs and Rachel was welcomed with a round of applause.

"Hello, I'm Rachel Berry and I'll be following my friend Kurt in paying homage to the musical Hairspray."

She sang The New Girl in Town with a killer glance constantly focused on Louisa.

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Hey! Look out for that moving van,

Driving down our streets,

You better lock up your man, before he meets:

The new girl in town! Who just came on the scene,

The new girl in town! Can't be more than sixteen,

And she's got a way of making a boy act like a clown!

And we don't know what to do,' bout the new girl in town.

The new girl in town seems to dance on air,

The new girl in town

She's got the coolest hair!

You better tell the homecoming queen to hold on to her crown

or she's gonna lose it to the new girl in town.

She's hip.

So cool.

I'm gonna get her after school.

And yet we'd like to be like her,

cause she's the kitten that the cats prefer.

The new girl in town has my guy on a string.

The new girl in town, hey look, she's wearing his ring!

I can't stop crying and so in my own tears I'm gonna drown

He wants to rendez-vous with the new girl.

We kind of sad and blue

Yes it's true girl

We'd like to say to the new girl in town

From out of the blue girl

This town's in a stew girl

What a hullabaloo girl

She ain't just passing throught girl

She's sticking like glue girl

To the man I thought I knew girl

Hey look out for that moving van

Look out,Look out,Look out,Look out

She was the new girl in.. town.

The Brazilian at first moved uncomfortably on her stool but then began to glance back at Rachel declaring war was on.

xXxXx

Finn and Louisa were alone in a room rehearsing to Shakira's Hips Don't Lie. Finn was struggling with the choreography. Louisa approached him and placed his hands on her hips, letting them be guided by her body's wiggles. As they danced, they were getting closer and closer.

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I never really knew that she could dance like this

She makes a man wants to speak Spanish

Como se llama

Bonita

Mi casa, su casa

Oh baby when you talk like that

You make a woman go mad

So be wise and keep on

Reading the signs of my body

And I'm on tonight you know my hips don't lie

And I'm starting to feel it's right

All the attraction, the tension

Don't you see baby, this is perfection

Hey Girl, I can see your body moving

And it's driving me crazy

And I didn't have the slightest idea

Until I saw you dancing

And when you walk up on the dance floor

Nobody cannot ignore

The way you move your body, girl

And everything so unexpected, the way you right and left it

So you can keep on shaking it

I never really knew that she could dance like this

She makes a man wants to speak Spanish

Como se llama

Bonita

Mi casa, su casa

Oh baby when you talk like that

You make a woman go mad

So be wise and keep on

Reading the signs of my body

And I'm on tonight you know my hips don't lie

And I am starting to feel you boy

Come on lets go, real slow

Don't you see baby asi es perfecto

I know I am on tonight

My hips don't lie and I am starting to feel it's right

All the attraction, the tension

Don't you see baby, this is perfection

Oh boy, I can see your body moving

Half animal, half man

I don't, don't really know what I'm doing

But you seem to have a plan

My will and self restraint

Have come to fail now, fail now

See, I am doing what I can, but I can't so you know

That's a bit too hard to explain

Baila en la calle de noche

Baila en la calle de día

Baila en la calle de noche

Baila en la calle de día

I never really knew that she could dance like this

She makes a man wants to speak Spanish

Como se llama

Bonita

Mi casa, su casa

Oh baby when you talk like that

You know you got me hypnotized

So be wise and keep on

Reading the signs of my body

Señorita,

Feel the conga, let me see you move like you come from Colombia

Mira en Barranquilla se baila así, say it!

En Barranquilla se baila así

Yeah, she's so sexy every man's fantasy a refugee

Like me back with the Fugees from a 3rd world country

I go back like when Pac carried crates

For Humpty Humpty we need a whole club dizzy

Why the CIA wanna watch us? Colombians and Haitians

I ain't guilty, it's a musical transaction

No more do we snatch ropes

Refugees run the seas 'cause we own our own boats

I'm on tonight

My hips don't lie and I am starting to feel you boy

Come on lets go, real slow

Baby like this is perfecto

Oh, you know I am on tonight

My hips don't lie and I am starting to feel it's right

The attraction

The tension

Baby, like this is perfection

No fighting

No fighting

The song ended and they stood staring at each other. Louisa leaned in for a kiss and Finn woke up in a sudden. He was sweating and he could hear Rachel groaning by his side. She mumbled:

"Finn, what's wrong?"

He lay next to her and whispered in her ear:

"Nothing, sweetie; I just had a nightmare."

"You woke me up."

She was grumpy and he was trying to calm her down.

"Do you want me to go get you some water?"

"Yes, please."

On his way to the kitchen, a single line of thought was forming in his head: I'm screwed!

xXxX

Louisa was arranging a pile of books when Eleanor came near her and touched her shoulder:

"How's your first day, my darling?"

"Excellent! Thank you so much for this opportunity."

"We are about to close. Can I ask you something?"

Louisa smiled:

"Anything for my fairy-godmother."

"I heard you are a NYADA student. Could you sing for me? I'd love to listen to your voice..."

Louisa considered for a few seconds and came up with the perfect song to express her feelings at the moment: All Star by Smash Mouth. The song gave her a new boost to finish her work for the day.

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Somebody once told me the world is gonna roll me

I ain't the sharpest tool in the shed

She was looking kind of dumb with her finger and her thumb

In the shape of an "L" on her forehead

Well, the years start coming and they don't stop coming

Fed to the rules and I hit the ground running

Didn't make sense not to live for fun

Your brain gets smart but your head gets dumb

So much to do, so much to see

So what's wrong with taking the back streets?

You'll never know if you don't go

You'll never shine if you don't glow

Hey, now, you're an All Star get your game on, go play

Hey, now, you're a Rock Star get the show on get paid

And all that glitters is gold

Only shooting stars break the mold

It's a cool place and they say it gets colder

You're bundled up now but wait 'til you get older

But the media men beg to differ

Judging by the hole in the satellite picture

The ice we skate is getting pretty thin

The water's getting warm so you might as well swim

My world's on fire. How about yours?

That's the way I like it and I'll never get bored.

Somebody once asked could I spare some change for gas

I need to get myself away from this place

I said yep, what a concept

I could use a little fuel myself

And we could all use a little change

Well, the years start coming and they don't stop coming

Fed to the rules and I hit the ground running

Didn't make sense not to live for fun

Your brain gets smart but your head gets dumb

So much to do so much to see

So what's wrong with taking the back streets

You'll never know if you don't go

You'll never shine if you don't glow.

And all that glitters is gold

Only shootin' stars break the mold

As she reached the last chord; she began to hear applause. She smiled as she saw Finn by the door; but her smile soon fade away as she spotted Rachel standing next to him. Finn, unaware of his surroundings, exclaimed:

"That was awesome! I've never heard you singing voice; it's beautiful."

Louisa blushed:

"Thank you."

Rachel was disgusted by the interaction going on by her side. She faked a smiled and said to the other girl:

"Kurt told us where you were working and we thought of coming by to say hello on your first day."

Louisa wouldn't go down without a fight:

"That's so nice of you. You are unlucky, however. We are about to close and you won't have much time to look around. But I'm inviting you to come back another time and have a cup of coffee. My treat."

Finn was caught by his stomach:

"Awesome!" Rachel saw through Louisa and put on her poker face too:

"Of course we'll, sweetie. Well, since you are closing; we better leave. See you at NYADA."

Louisa watched as Rachel pulled Finn outside the store. What she didn't see was Brody bumping into them on their way out.

xXxXx

Brody always found awkward meeting Rachel with her boyfriend. They had tried to be friends but they both knew they were interested in the same girl. Brody hadn't given up his hopes on Rachel because he knew she felt something other than friendship for him.

He approached the shop and saw the girl he was looking for dressed in her working apron. She was cuter than he remembered. The bell on the door jingled as he opened it; but Louisa was too distracted organizing a pile of books to hear it. As he approached the girl, he could tell she was daydreaming. His mind began to add two plus two and he came to a conclusion:

"It's Finn then."

She jumped at the sound of his voice. But as she saw it was him, she simply smiled politely:

"Oh, it's you. Sorry, we are closed. But you were saying?"

"It's Finn; isn't it? The one you've been daydreaming about."

Louisa was red but she kept on her serious face:

"Finn is practically my cousin."

Brody knew he had hit the spot and couldn't help but smirk:

"Practically; but for real, he's not."

"I don't know what you are talking about..."

He approached her and could feel the proximity made her nervous:

"The only think on your way is Rachel. Well, today is your lucky day: I want her and you want him. I say we make a deal."

Her breathing was uneven but she made a disgusted face the same way:

"That's sick."

He snorted:

"But I got you thinking."

She pushed him away and walked back to the books she was arranging:

"We are closed. You better go now."

He smirked again:

"Fine, I'll go. But I warn you that you'll be hearing much about me the next days."

She rolled her eyes as he walked outside the door.

xXxXx

At the end of the week, Coffee'N'Stuff was found filled with NYADA students. Finn had come to pick Rachel up and had insisted with her to join Kurt and Blaine in their visit to Louisa's work place. She and Maggie had finished their shifts and allowed them to stay for more cups of coffee on the house. Brody had heard the invitation as he was in the store stalking Louisa; his new habit. (Not that she was as much annoyed by that as she wanted to

make it seem).

Even if the threats were silent; one could feel the tension in the air. Blaine, who was still on his quest to make his relationship with Louisa calmer, asked Maggie if he could use their piano. He sat down and coughed to get everyone's attention:

"I've been missing the big group numbers we used to have in Glee club. Would you join me on a song?"

Kurt, who couldn't hide the grin on his face whenever he looked at Blaine, was the first to answer:

"I will! What do you have in mind?"

Blaine winked at him and began to play the first chords of Unwritten by Natasha Bedingfield. Kurt sat by his side on the piano and began to sing with him.

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I am unwritten, can't read my mind, I'm undefined

I'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand, ending unplanned

One by one, the others joined them and they finished the song as a choir singing together about the incertitude of their future.

Staring at the blank page before you

Open up the dirty window

Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find

Reaching for something in the distance

So close you can almost taste it

Release your inhibitions

Feel the rain on your skin

No one else can feel it for you

Only you can let it in

No one else, no one else

Can speak the words on your lips

Drench yourself in words unspoken

Live your life with arms wide open

Today is where your book begins

The rest is still unwritten

I break tradition, sometimes my tries, are outside the lines

We've been conditioned to not make mistakes, but I can't live that way

Feel the rain on your ski

No one else can feel it for you

Only you can let it in

No one else, no one else

Can speak the words on your lips

Drench yourself in words unspoken

Live your life with arms wide open

Today is where your book begins

The rest is still unwritten

For the few minutes the song lasted; the tensions were dissolved and one could see some smiles between enemies. Maybe they could write a future in which they all could fit.