The Most Serene Republic Relative's Eyes

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