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