Letra da Música: Relative's Eyes - 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 else everything is right here - nothing to fight for.

What does the brain compare to the heart?
It's a good day to find a surprise
But lucky enough everyday i find one in your personal space
Bishop keep to the sky, keep to the sky.