Illogic - Day by Day lyrics

Day by day I'm falling more Day by day I'm falling more Day by day Slow down, you're moving too fast (pump your brakes) Embed you in sound with sort of the impression that lightning makes Hands clash with Zeus at Olympus peak with cracking force So each plugged boat, and arrow slung contorts the torch pa**in' And cancer stick lashin' performed by the carton But, by bud-cigarette burns emotion till placin' ashes in an urn Cast stones over the riverbed To watch the ripples spread, 'til the liquid crystal's edge Which a candy coated fantasy, tips the pixel's head Now how many licks does it take to get to the center of the surreal? With diamond cluster, punctures the surface of gla** shields And dreams turn a backdrop of a guantlet of haunted stages Razes the cash-crop field with patient grazes Lifting every voice to sing, fumbles every year that listens To ensure that I'll get my roasted pigeon with all the fixins' Famished heart muscles swallows the clock of ages; count down with each pound I feel my future tickin' away Knowing only a second separates tomorrow from the day I'm still searchin' this stack of needles for a strand of hay I'm nauseous. My cup runneth over with fable talkin' on some Tortoise and the Hare bliss Ya'll kamikaze pilots rockin' helmets Every nose-dive is a tempt of fate And descension turns ascension on the stairway to heaven's gate Where an angel waits, wielding a sword that bore the phoenix flame He scanned the Book of Life seven times and didn't see your name Day by day I'm falling more Day by day I'm falling more Day by day Today's mighty oak jests yesterday's acorn that held its ground See, growing old is mandatory; growing up is optional With thoughtscape tropical, sandy beaches with sunrises and sets in a frame A picture of my perspective with no face, but three names A trinity if you will For instance, time's text is just a metronome adding rhythm to existence With existence comes mourning As the star's tears string the kite to symbolize that every morning is the mourning of night And with that said, I brace my gift's edge With anticipation of a swan dive into the ever after of the here and now And now I'm here where clever actors wear masks of chivalry The apocalypse won't be televised(but the Holocaust will be) The guilty won't be tried (but the innocent will be) Gen lashes to each hound that doesn't return with a frisbee(now that's justice) I'm on the outskirts tryin' to find where the crust is Be leavin' my window seat. And breadcrumb the path to where my crutch is So, I'll fight to take another breath, even if it k**s me Because it's the principle of the breath, not the breath itself that fills me As a man who thinks with his own mind, according to my third name I want to exhale fate and wait for December's third rain Collectin' each raindrop in my personal petri dishes I just brushed a lamp. A genie emerged, granting me three wishes (One) I live to see my son (Two) I rise to raise my son (Three) My tongue will be the device by which my carca** is hung Day by day I'm falling more Day by day I'm falling more Day by day