The division is starting to be permenant
As the rise and final fall of the government
Bitterness and sustenance
We carry on
So we reach for the familiar
Disguise or failure
Speak of conditions for the division
So let's climb back to the beginning
Suggested glances
Smoke and laughter at the meeting
Our minds content with limited exchange of information
So we sit in silence
Ten years for this judgment
Fault mine or fate the final division
