I feel the divide, almost every day

I can almost feel the blood boiling in your veins

I know why we see, in our different ways

We’re out of context, our past, perspectives, are not the same

I feel the divide, I watch the world segregate

Your words still reside, like trauma to the brain

Fuck the news, don’t believe a word they say

No less, no more, we are all the same

How am I meant to, make a change when I’ll be persecuted either side I take

How am I meant to make a change when you won’t listen to a word I say

I feel the divide, almost every day

I feel the divide, almost every day

But I know a reprise, is on it’s way

And forgiveness, is the only way