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LOVE, DIVIDED
Easy.
Jeez, cous.
You're late.
I had to buy food, go to the cleaners,
get my car, and do two Zoom calls,
one driving here, running yellow lights.
You could've told me.
Relax. It's under control.
Huh?
The hell?
Scratch it, and you won't get a cent.
Ma'am, please step back.
- Ma'am? I'll do it. - No.
- I'll fix it. - Get off.
No!
Nutjob!
I'm not going until that piano's in the apartment.
So, hit that lever.
Let me work.
So, opinions?
It's cute, cheap, and central.
Yeah.
It's not your ex's duplex, but it's yours.
Guess what?
Someone asked for my number.
Remember that realtor?
Kind of good-looking.
A bit young. Anyway...
Oh, I almost forgot.
- You got a job. - Ah?
My friend's on sick leave. You'll fill in.
No, I can't.
The audition's in 3 weeks. I have no time.
How will you pay rent? Piano lessons?
Valentina!
- Huh? - So?
What's the job?
Don't worry. It's perfect.
Experience with prep?
No.
Serving?
No.
I can learn.
I know Chinese and German.
Yeah?
An organic, green detox smoothie.
Huh?
Chard? Celery?
Chard.
Like my ex.
Yeah, the integral's wrong.
All right?
Talking to the cat again?
Did you buy glue?
David, open a window.
It's too noisy.
Another pair of glasses?
So I don't go crazy looking for them.
You, going crazy?
Ha.
So?
News?
- Yes, next door. - Yeah?
A new tenant.
- Who? - Pah.
She won't last a day.
Again? David, this isn't good.
Nacho, I'm fine.
Who says she isn't nice?
- Statistics. - Loosen up.
You can't shut yourself in here.
Move on. It's been three years.
- The world keeps turning. - The world's wrong.
What a drag. Do you hear yourself?
I can't if you never shut up.
I'm not coming back. It's over.
- See who else buys you food. - You always say that.
The Breaking Mind royalties won't last.
I'll finish this.
If it doesn't work?
It's better than Breaking Mind. It'll work.
I'm not sure. It's getting complex.
Nobody will finish this game.
The fun is in failing.
That slogan sucks.
Focus on the other games.
Go open the shop.
Hey.
Huh?
Quit talking to the cat.
Then it'll be okay
To just be myself
One of these days, I'll dance
In front of them
No matter what
The sun shines
Hey.
It's Carmen.
Actually, Carmen's voicemail.
I'm busy. Leave a message. Thanks.
I bet there's a reason.
I said you're not ready.
Not to live alone.
That neighborhood isn't you.
Sure you're not hungry?
Yeah.
Ah...
Here. Tea.
No, thanks.
Relax.
Tea.
Hey.
Everything's just as you left it.
You can move back in.
No.
I'll stay tonight.
Here.
No way.
I'll take the sofa.
- Óscar-- - Hey.
Okay.
I'm off to Paris first thing.
- Sleep as late as you want. - I have work.
Eh?
The piano.
Practicing.
Stay focused for the audition.
I am.
Want me to call Guillaume?
No. I'll do it by myself.
My dove must fly.
I'm so proud.
Help!
Morning.
I live upstairs.
Did you hear anything last night?
It was odd.
Years ago,
an accident happened.
A man died.
I remember it.
They carried the body down.
After,
we heard
noises.
So
the noises are a...
Ghost!
The freaky thing here is the guy
with the obvious toupee.
Not again.
Stop!
Hey!
Hey?
I hear you. Your cat.
Hi.
You are?
A neighbor.
You wanna scare me?
There's a serious soundproofing issue.
It's...
hollow.
You hear it all.
I tried to fix it, but the neighbors can't agree.
They're too cheap to pay their share.
They just make excuses.
Why don't we discuss this on the landing?
I'm one building over.
In a different district. It complicates things.
This is a structural anomaly.
Darn.
I work from home and need silence.
I can't focus anywhere else.
I'm not noisy.
The piano is.
That's music.
It bugs me.
Oh.
I get it.
Maybe.
There must be a solution.
We can agree on a schedule.
No.
You can hear everything.
Everything.
Any ideas?
Someone leaves.
Me?
I was first.
So you make scary sounds
to get rid of anyone living here?
That's right.
No way.
It works.
He's insane.
That's possible.
Sorry.
It's been a long road.
No.
I won't go.
We'll see,
you.
Morning!
Morning exercise?
Power tools?
CORNER STORE
That's why it was so cheap. No deposit either.
It was odd.
What's in this?
Whatever I found.
A green smoothie,
and one beetroot and chia.
I'm on it.
We'll bring it over.
Try to focus.
It's my fault, Sebas.
- Come on. - Okay.
I can't take it.
I can't practice or sleep. The audition is soon.
It's torture 101.
Keeping you up.
Not original but effective.
You have the piano.
It's not enough.
Carmen, I'm so tired.
Listen.
You didn't hoist a piano up there to give up.
- No. - Or go back to Óscar.
- Or your folks. - No.
Yeah, no.
Fight back. Use your weapons.
You win.
Sorry? What?
You win.
That's enough.
You'll stop?
Yes.
Can I play?
You can. Just make it stop, please.
We'll take turns.
I'll work mornings.
You can play in the afternoons.
I need to do mornings.
Then I work at USB.
It's a smoothie café nearby.
But I focus better in the morning.
Fine.
You win.
Yeah.
Wait, Murphy.
Time.
One minute. I need to practice this.
No. It's my turn.
Just a few minutes. I almost got it.
No, you don't.
I do.
You'll never understand Beethoven.
Sorry?
It didn't sound like Beethoven.
He was tortured by his mother's death.
By an abusive dad, pushing him to be Mozart.
His music aches for freedom.
Heartbreak.
Exile. Ire.
You're a music expert?
Yes.
My dad was a sound engineer.
I spent my childhood listening to it.
That's not Beethoven.
Listening?
Don't criticize if you can't play.
What? My ears are bleeding.
You pain!
Why? I'm telling you the truth.
You play without soul.
Like a robot.
You're the worst!
Bitter, grumpy, arrogant!
That's more like it.
Hello?
Yes?
So...
I crossed a line.
I wasn't very nice either.
I went too far.
Sorry.
Just curious.
What do you make?
Games.
I'm working on Ultimax.
What?
A game.
It uses the symmetry of a sphere
to confuse the player's perception.
I don't want to bore you.
I've spent 3 years on it.
Three already.
You're a concert pianist?
Not yet.
I have a big audition.
If you pass, they train you.
You sing too.
Great voice.
Thanks.
It...
It's something I wrote.
I used to write songs.
Not anymore. No time.
Too bad.
You should. You're good.
My ex told me to focus on piano.
Ex?
Yes.
He's a conductor.
The most talented I've met.
I was lucky he helped.
I don't get it.
Why can't you sing and play?
Óscar said,
"Focus on one goal to succeed."
And you?
You don't leave much.
No.
I'm...
bad with people.
People?
Just people.
In general.
I'm bad with social conventions
that say you should smile at everyone
no matter what.
Talking like this,
through a wall...
is nice.
Yes.
Blind piano tuners,
their other senses are heightened.
Exactly.
Imagine a dinner
where you don't have to talk.
You just sit.
Enjoying the food and wine.
I think talking dulls your other senses.
You can't enjoy...
Simple stuff.
Yeah.
Describe yourself.
If you want to.
Me?
I'm...
tall.
Dark.
Beard.
Eyes?
Two.
Blue.
Hi.
Your cat's name?
Murphy.
Yeah?
Like the best cowboy.
I love Westerns.
You?
Yes.
They're interesting.
I always wear cowboy boots.
Yeah?
Yeah.
You like them?
Well...
Morning.
Did I wake you?
Relax.
It's fine.
Morning!
Morning. You're late.
I liked "Corner Store."
But then I had to change to a trendy name.
USB. I can't stand it.
We're gluten-free, vegan,
all this modern stuff.
When I remember
the stew my dad used to make,
I well up.
People would eat it with bread
to get every last drop.
- Hello. - Hello.
Hello.
Sorry.
My God.
Got a cold?
I caught one last night. My nose is stuffed up.
Nice.
Your eyes.
What'll it be?
Coffee, please.
- Just coffee? - Yeah.
Soy milk, oat milk, raw sugar...?
No, just a regular coffee.
I like simple.
Same.
Nice.
- Hey. - Huh?
- He has boots. - Who?
The guy there. Seen him before?
No, but weirdos come here.
- He's weird, right? - Very.
Really weird.
Two almond milk coffees.
It was a smoothie and tomato juice.
You bet.
DINNER IN SILENCE? 3 MANCEBOS STREET, 5TH FLOOR
- Hi? - It's Nacho. Hear me?
Yes. What phone is this?
One someone lent me.
It's a mess. My car was towed.
- And? -"And?"
My stuff was in it. Even the shop keys.
What should I do?
I need cash for a taxi to get the car.
No. I can't come.
I haven't left in 3 years.
I'll send you my location.
- I gotta go. - I can't.
- Thanks. I'll be waiting. - Don't hang up.
Where were you?
- Where do you think? - Come on.
- What's with the outfit? - I dress like this.
- You don't notice. - You don't.
- Well... - How much?
- What for? - To get the car.
We'll talk.
Why the rush?
This way.
What?
Hey. Just hear them out.
Okay? How's it going?
The genius.
David's here too.
It's a pleasure.
Hi. He's Gonzalo, head of sales.
Maite, head of development.
A pleasure. Why are we here?
- I thought he explained. - In general terms.
Breaking Mind is incredible.
Congrats.
We want the rights to your toys.
Why?
Come on.
To sell more.
We sell them at our store.
Shut up and listen.
We'd distribute your new game.
Nacho told us. Ultimax?
We'd rethink the name.
Yeah.
It's not just mine. Anyway, it's not finished.
But it could be--
- Thanks, but no. - David.
I mean international distribution.
Stores around the world.
Yeah.
You kill shops like ours.
Listen.
Yes,
but it's an opportunity
to reach kids all over.
That's good, right?
Look at the figures...
That's the problem.
You're obsessed.
Figures. What about kids?
- David... - What about them?
Chains are the enemies of intellect.
What do you do?
Make monsters.
- Yes... - Dumb ones.
You're to blame for mental alienation in society.
You'll see.
You want my help?
Turning kids into zombies?
Wow.
Hands off!
Ah...
Hi.
Toast?
Can we talk?
Your name?
Are you okay?
Yes.
Thought you liked silence.
Yeah?
I do.
Yep.
But I'd like to know you.
More?
Sure. You play the piano.
Cool. I play guitar.
I'm in a band.
We play rock, funk. Mostly country.
Come see us next week.
Do you have a beer?
I don't like wine. It...
You're home?
No.
I'm at yours.
Sorry.
I made a mistake.
- What? - You've gotta go.
- You're kidding. - Quiet.
Why?
My head hurts.
See you some other time.
I'll stay silent, but it's weird.
- Is it the country music? - Bye.
Hello?
Hi there.
Hi.
- Go out? - Yes.
For the first and last time.
You okay?
Yes.
All quiet here.
Good to hear you.
Ah?
Yes.
Yesterday was nice.
I haven't had a chat like that in a while.
It was nice.
Want to have dinner?
Drinks?
Dinner dates aren't my thing.
Sorry.
- No, I should apologize. - No, I'm sorry...
I'm bad at this.
No.
I just think...
this is good.
This?
Yes.
You over there.
Me, here.
No pressure. No depending on each other.
No meeting?
No meeting.
You're solitary.
I need that.
Uh...
we'd be together?
Yes...
apart.
What do you say?
Is it possible?
It's weird.
Yes.
But it's possible,
neighbor.
I'm from a remote, small town.
Where?
You get your tokens to the top.
They land on your color.
I sang a lot.
Nonstop. All day.
He's like a brother.
Sweet or savory?
I drink black coffee.
F3.
So?
Sunk!
That's Murphy. See him?
The best cowboy.
Morning.
That guy is an idiot.
He asked if it's organic.
Do I look like I'd know?
What?
The sun's strong today.
I can't go near the windows.
Get it together, or you're fired.
I have enough to deal with.
Vegan chocolate muffins.
Are you okay?
Yes. We're conducting a survey.
How would you rate the service?
Dove?
Oh!
Hi. No way.
I don't usually come here.
Join me?
I can't.
Why?
I have plans.
Huh?
Me.
With me.
- Her. - Hi.
Hi.
Want to join me?
This smoothie is acceptable.
I was having a look at the audition sign-ups.
Over 200 candidates.
- More than last year. - Ah?
You'll ace it.
Where's the waiter?
The service is terrible.
Can we order, please?
Sure.
What would you like?
Water, please.
A drink, Valentina?
No.
Are you sure? Pineapple juice?
- Coffee? G and T? - Nothing.
- A tea. - She can order.
Make up your mind.
My waitress is on break. I'm busy.
Tea.
- Tea? - Yes.
No!
- What? - I lost my wallet.
It's there. I can see it.
No, the other one.
Other one?
Where?
The metro.
Remember?
Oh. Earlier.
No way.
I have to report it. What a mess.
Give me a lift?
There's a station close by.
I can't walk in this state.
I feel dizzy. I'm hyperventilating.
Let's go.
I'll drive you.
Coming?
No, go practice.
Don't waste time. There are 200 candidates.
Let's go.
- I'll see you. - Sure.
Come.
There?
He helped me move.
Got the best teachers.
Discovered me.
- I owe him everything. - No.
You were a musician.
A wannabe singer.
Imagine?
He's the reason I have this audition.
And a career as a pianist.
What if I fail? I can't do anything else.
I can only play and be a waitress.
Well...
Huh?
You're the worst waitress I've had.
And I had one who was a slacker.
I don't know music,
but I know people.
Old and wise.
You look fragile, but
you're not.
Believe it.
Don't depend on others.
Not your ex, cousin.
Not me.
Just believe it.
Better.
- Yeah? - Sure.
You done?
Yes.
Take requests?
Chopin?
No.
- Play your song. - Mine?
Yes.
It's been a while.
Maybe it's time.
It's good.
Come on.
For Murphy.
When will sunshine in my window
Chase shadows on my pillow?
When will I wake up unafraid
Of their expectations?
Then it'll be okay
To just be myself
One of these days
I'll dance
In front of them
No matter what
Come on.
Chop the vegetables very finely.
Try your best.
- Got it? - Yeah.
Ready for béchamel sauce?
Yes.
Amounts are key.
If you're a gram off, it can ruin it.
50 grams butter.
Okay.
50 grams flour.
- Okay? - Yes.
So you like cooking?
Yes, but I'm a bit rusty.
Mix everything with a bit of milk.
Milk?
Yeah.
Have some?
Yes.
Turned on the broiler?
Yes.
Okay.
All good?
Yeah.
Hi.
Apology dinner?
- Hi. - Hi.
- Glad you made it. - Why are you so quiet?
- You're dressed up. - I did my hair.
You're smiling?
Something burning? You cooked?
Yeah.
You smell good.
What's up?
Huh?
I met someone.
That's great.
I'm glad.
- You mean a guy, right? - Yeah.
Finally. Come here.
Too much hugging.
Meet her.
Huh?
Here.
Hi.
You're talking to the wall?
- Hi? - The neighbor?
Yes. Hi!
Hi.
I'm Carmen--
No names.
A pleasure. My friend Nacho.
- What's up? - What's with the voice?
- It's my voice. - No.
Lasagna.
Lasagna?
Shh.
- Should we eat? - Good idea.
This way?
Come on.
It's great.
I'll pass.
- Your voice. - I'm fine.
- Wine? - Sure.
Why do you think it's weird?
Okay. Be serious.
It is weird.
Well, it works for us.
We don't need to meet.
I think
that relationships
are about intimacy.
Being with someone. Touching. Their smell.
And you, Nacho?
I was gonna say the same.
There's something more.
- Eh? - Eye contact.
When two people are close,
they don't need words to communicate.
- He's right. - Right?
You can only talk.
No subtext.
So we say it. Big deal.
It isn't so different from talking on an app.
A lot of relationships start like this,
without meeting up.
Yeah, but you have photos.
But how do you know they're real?
That's true.
Aren't you at least curious?
We're fine.
Wait till she sees you.
Don't start with, "Beauty is skin deep."
I know what you look like, Carmen,
from your voice.
- Yes? - Yep.
So?
Tall.
Short hair. Deep brown eyes...
- Huh? - You're doing well.
Continue.
Glasses.
Impressive.
- Nailed it. - Yeah?
My turn.
Okay.
You're on the shorter side.
Um...
dark hair, blue eyes.
You wear hoodies.
How did I do?
More or less.
Okay. I gotta go.
I had fun.
The best dinner I've had like this.
Nice to "meet" you or whatever.
- Likewise. - Same.
- He's great. - Right?
- I bet he's ugly. - Carmen...
So?
- What? Fine. - And?
You're both nuts.
Period.
Hey...
I'm nervous.
Don't play like that.
Thanks.
No!
That's not it.
Beethoven's perfection:
the tempo,
meter,
harmonies.
That was off.
My team
are artists first and part of an orchestra second.
Get it right.
I don't conduct.
I lead other artists.
We're done. Thank you.
My dove.
How nice.
Hi.
I filled out audition paperwork.
It's soon.
Two days.
Nervous?
A bit.
You'll dazzle them.
- When I saw you working-- - You saw me?
Yes, dove.
- Carmen's some actress. - Sure.
Don't be embarrassed.
I clearly didn't earn your trust.
You can count on me.
For anything.
Hi.
Óscar's on his way.
Who?
My ex.
I want his opinion. He's a great conductor.
This is important.
Don't speak. We'll talk later.
Yes.
- Hi. - Hi.
Thanks.
Hope my car's okay.
Nice.
Yes.
I love it.
It's...
cute.
Cute?
It needs something.
My keepsake!
No.
It got lost.
But I went to all the antique shops
until I found one.
Sure.
Can we start?
Yes.
Relax.
Yes.
Better.
Hands.
Wait.
Stop.
You seem distracted.
- Want tea? - No.
I can do it. I don't get it.
You can play better.
I believe in you.
You know?
But
maybe this is too much.
The move and job...
Maybe you could move back.
No.
No. We talked about this.
Look at you.
I know you.
I can help you improve.
Hey,
I miss you.
You should leave.
Sorry. We can try another piece.
Huh?
It's street noise.
The wind distorts it.
When you least expect.
- You should go. - I got carried away.
Thank you.
- I'm sorry. - No, I am.
If you need anything...
Thanks.
Why did you do that?
"My dove"?
Wow.
- It's a nickname. - How could you be with him?
Drop it.
The way he talks to you?
- Why listen in? - How could I not?
You could've gone out.
You wanted to be alone?
What do you mean?
You didn't tell him.
Now you're jealous of Óscar.
Can we be together like this
without trust?
Yes.
No.
- Wait. What-- - Look.
No one tells me how to live my life.
No.
No!
I'm done.
I've worked hard to get here.
You can't ruin it.
You won't.
Okay?
Okay.
Our first fight, out of jealousy. Crazy, huh?
He has no reason not to trust me.
Are you listening?
Sorry.
I was chatting...
Remember the realtor? The cute one.
We're trying to meet up.
But it's hard. We can't go to my place, and he
lives with
his mom.
- His mom? - Are we comparing?
'Kay.
I gotta go.
Keep me posted.
- Bye. - Bye.
Hey.
I need a favor. Is now okay?
Okay?
I haven't been okay since I was born.
1960-something.
What's up?
I need off.
Fine.
- Fine? - For the audition?
Yes. I won't get picked...
You will.
When they do, bring that apron here
and say bye.
They'll pick you.
Shh.
Huh?
Hey?
Mind if I practice?
Hi?
Whatever.
- I've been at work-- - You don't need to explain.
- About earlier-- - It's fine.
It's fine.
Get to it.
Want to talk?
There's no need.
I can hear everything.
I thought we had something nice.
- Hey. - Leave me alone, please.
Hey.
There's more to the story.
I wasn't here.
But you don't trust anyone.
This isn't going anywhere.
It was stupid.
It's just as well that we didn't meet.
I'll find a place,
which is what I should've done.
You could've warned me.
Sorry.
I can talk to him.
No need.
I might move out.
No way.
You always do this.
Do you really want to run away
because you're scared?
Scared?
I've never seen him.
What's this?
We talk through a wall. It's silly.
Ma...
- Hey. - Hi.
- Hey. - Did we wake you up?
Had a bad dream.
We'll turn the pillow over.
What you two have is more than a lot of couples do.
Come.
Can she sing to me?
No, she's tired. I'll sing.
You're a bad singer.
I love your honesty.
- Hi. - Hi.
Hi.
You hate my ideas.
- Hi. - No good.
Nice.
To win, get your tokens up here.
- Right? - What's up?
Nacho can't change the rules.
We said no color groups.
True.
-You always take his side. - No.
With a red and an odd, you win.
-No, you can't. - See? I won!
María, no way.
Is it too hard for you?
Cheater!
It's how the game works.
No. With odd numbers, you go back.
No, the red ones got in.
They didn't.
David, you're a sore loser.
- You are. - You cheated.
You gang up on me.
Start again.
How many reds each?
SALE CLOSURE
GAMES
Morning.
- You didn't tell me. - Yeah.
I considered it.
I wanted you to get better.
It's been years.
I've stayed open thanks to royalties,
but sales are down.
Hardly anyone comes here.
Why are you here?
I came to see you.
Sure.
What?
- You screwed it up with her? - It was nothing.
It was stupid.
Let's see.
You meet a girl,
who seems nice and can tolerate your attitude,
and you're giving up?
I didn't give up. She left me.
Go after her, then.
I need to finish Ultimax.
Forget it.
Don't blame María.
You were together, but I miss her.
My sister.
I was gonna walk her down the aisle and all.
Not now.
It's gone.
She's gone.
Get your life back.
Or build one.
You build things.
That's enough.
142?
Beethoven.
Hey.
- Hey. - Why are you here?
You can play better.
Good.
Yes. Get angry.
- Play like we know you can. - Go away.
Hey. You can't be back here.
Wait. It's important.
You're right.
I'm obnoxious and a complete idiot.
I let you down, but I believe in you.
Show them Beethoven.
I'm leaving.
Good.
Next.
143.
Next candidate, please.
When will sunshine in my window
Chase shadows on my pillow?
When will I wake up unafraid
Of their expectations?
Then it'll be okay
To just be myself
One of these days, I'll dance
In front of them
No matter what
The sun shines
I'll find myself
Who I used to be
Ready to play
Go.
Now.
When will I see in the mirror
My strengths, not insecurities?
When will I trust my heart?
Stop caring about mistakes?
Then will it be okay
Just to do what I want
One of these days, I'll dance
In front of them
No matter what
The sun shines
I'll find myself
Who I used to be
Ready to play
- Nice! - Yes!
- Yay!
- Yes! - Wow!
Go, cous!
- Congrats. It was great. - It was lovely.
- The judges won't agree-- - So what?
Some snobs.
Hi.
You know you've wasted our time.
Yes.
I'm really sorry.
It's fine.
Not making it doesn't mean you're not talented.
You are.
My friend is a producer. He wants new voices.
And yours is
great.
Wow. Let's see.
- Let me. - Hey.
Dove.
Hi.
Relax.
It's one audition.
No.
I'm done.
I don't want this. It's not me.
I want to sing my own songs.
And throw it all away?
I risked a lot recommending you.
Thank you, Óscar.
Dove.
I'm not "dove."
I hate tea.
And I'll play Beethoven however I like.
Goodbye.
- I gotta go. Love you. - Run.
Well, I have to open the café.
- Yes. - Hire a server.
Hey.
- Bye. - Bye.
Let's go.
Carmen?
- Yeah. - The cousin?
Nacho? The burnt dinner?
- Ours was nice. - Ours wasn't.
Oh.
Nice to see you.
Yes.
This is my son.
- Dani, Nacho. - Hi.
- A pleasure.
Ah...
We're getting ice cream. Wanna come?
Yeah. If it's okay with Dani.
- Yes. - Yes?
Okay.
- No brown eyes. - No glasses either.
- Yep. - You wear hoodies.
That's right.
Bye!
Hello?
Hi.
- Look... - Wait.
I'm sorry.
Oh?
Didn't mean to pry.
Not in the way you think.
I can trust people.
You.
You make me want to go out.
Hi?
I have something to ask you.
Yes?
Do you wear cowboy boots?
No.
I bought my first pair to go see you.
They're too tight. I can't get them off.
You okay?
Just great.
I'll do it.
Move.
Hi.
When will sunshine in my window
Chase shadows on my pillow?
When will I wake up unafraid
Of their expectations?
Then it'll be okay
To just be myself
One of these days I'll dance
In front of them
No matter what
The sun shines
I'll find myself
Who I used to be
Ready to play
When will I see in the mirror
My strengths, not insecurities?
When will I trust my heart?
Stop caring about mistakes?
Then it'll be okay
Just to do what I want
One of these days, I'll dance
In front of them
No matter what
The sun shines
I'll find myself
Who I used to be
Ready to play