I used to get lost,
when I strayed out after dark.
I used to lose myself inside it.
I used to be bright....
and I could peer into that night.
I sometimes feel that I should hide this...and you ask me:

How long will I take to write your song?

...and:

How might I shape my life around it?

You showed me one thing that I never had
and it was so wrong of you.
Why hang such a bright shining light in my eyes
when it's too dim to see the truth?
Believe me, when I say I'm changing thanks to you.
Know this, Demon....
Believe me, that when I hold this light and I realize...
that I know you Demon.
I used to get lost in the light of the moon from the docks...
I used to wrap my soul inside it.
I used to be bright...
and I could see right through the night.
I often feel like I should hide this, but you ask me:

How long, will I take to write your song?

...and:

How might I shape my mind throughout it?

You wanted one thing that I didn't have
and it was so hard to do.
You made me feel like it was something I had,
and it was so wrong of you.
Believe me, when I say I'm changing, thanks to you.
You know this Demon.
Believe me, that when I dropped my light and I realized,
that I am my Demon.