Relative's Eyes Lyrics - The Most Serene Republic

These words, I write them 

No regard to the ink 

I can formulate ideas and thoughts 

Before I can think 

All we need is a war boys 

Or everything is right here 

Nothing to fight for 

What does the brain compare with the heart? 

It's a good day to find a surprise 

But luckily enough, everyday I find 

One in your personal space 

Bishop, keep to the skies, keep to the skies 

Bishop, keep to the skies, keep to the skies