Demon

I try to write to contain my life, love my wife I try to write a broken wing I try to sing pretty things Found a tunnel underneath the road A place I go to sing with echo, echo, echo Thought I let go, thought I let go Been trying to receive it, but my demon's still breathing I thought that I had killed it, but it's crawling in the weeds again My demon is my darkness, and my darkness is my angel I taught him how to read, now I'm teaching him to write Six dimensions unobserved The shape of love in Calabi-Yau manifolds The more I learn, the less I know Stole that last line from my friend Tucker Zimer-zim-zim-zimmerman The line between us all is thin Been trying to receive it, but my demon's still breathing I thought that I had killed it, but it's crawling in the weeds again My demon is my darkness, and my darkness is my angel I taught him how to read, now I'm teaching him to write La-la-la-la, la-la-la La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la La-la-la-la, la-la-la La-la-la-la Been trying to receive it, but my demon's still breathing I thought that I had killed it, but it's crawling in the weeds again My demon is my darkness, and my darkness is my angel I taught him how to read, now I'm teaching him to write