Universe

If I wrote my demons down Would they stay on the page? Or if I said them out loud Would they stay quiet? If I wrote my demons down Would they stay on the page? (Yeah) Or if I said them out loud Would they stay quiet? I’m having conversations with the universe I’m going crazy (And she said) I’m having conversations with the universe I’m out mind (She said, she said) And she told me to just write And never stop writing She said never stop thinking And never stop trying She said maybe stop drinking But never stop fighting And don’t forget to listen You can hear the world’s crying And if you really listen You can hear the worlds lying Truly listen, in the distance You'll hear glimpses of the truth But if you really listen You can hear the world’s dying And take all that you listen Bring that with you to the booth But to really listen You need to sit in silence Must appreciate that silence If you wanna make a sound But to really listen You need to sit in silence Must appreciate that silence If you wanna make a sound Now shut up Cuz I need, I need, I need Now shut up Too much talking now Cuz I need, I need, I need If I wrote my demons down Would they stay on the page? Or if I said them out loud Would they stay quiet? If I wrote my demons down Would they stay on the page? I need, I need, I need Or if I said them out loud Would they stay quiet? I’m having conversations with the universe I’m going crazy I’m having conversations with the universe I’m out mind Ok, she said it’s cool That you appreciate the silence But, don’t paint too many pictures On the inside of your eyelids Don’t forget to look And don’t forget to see Don’t forget to look And don’t forget to be Set sail and steer On an ocean of those tears From that crying that you hear And you’ll see Half of those tears were of joy It’s not all how it appears Those tears were of joy It’s not all how it appears, now Look into the eyes Of those lies That you hear And I think you’ll be surprised, that Half of all those lies Were, rooted in fear It’s not all how it appears They were, rooted in fear It’s not all how it appears If I wrote my demons down Would they stay on the page? I need, I need, I need Or if I said them out loud Would they stay quiet Must appreciate that silence If you wanna make a sound Now shut up