Division - Android Lust

The division is starting to feel permanent

As the rise and final fall of the government

Bitterness as sustenance

We carry on

So we reach for the familiar

Disguise our failure

Speak of conditions for the division

So let’s climb back to the beginning

Suggestive glance and smoke and laughter at the meeting

Our minds content with limited exchange of information

Now we sit in silence

Ten years for this judgement

Fault mine or fate the final division