Illogic - Celestial Clockwork lyrics
[Illogic - Celestial Clockwork lyrics]
I walked into a life of
Tainted dreams and gumball machines
Nestled between the window seat and the
Drain of the main stream
Watching chaotic daylight stand stern
On horizon's table
Mock the moon with liquidated stars
Lapped from a ladle
Looking glass has limited view when
You're trapped in a label
Still borns' turned action figures when
They're stacked in a cradle
Thorough bred disorientated from running
Laps in a stable
Loss of direction sparks the search for
A map in the fable
Leave me to hunt for scavengers with
Eye patches and peg legs
Use planks to punish perpetrators so
The seas will stay fed
I taught that snake in the grass
To roll over and play dead
When the seed of the righteous is
Planted in belly of hybrid companion
They fled with torn a silver
Spoon and lips grasped
Cherishing the John Hancock or some
Jock on your lips clasped
Find your own only path this is
My territory to tell a story
Tailored in three pieces flag
Oxygen and thesis
I'm nursed by the bosom of a Columbus compass
Since birth walking the line of life of
Rhyme to see which will die first
It took me awhile to realise
The fact that I'm cursed
With the given gift of anointing so
Only the truth can be dispersed
It disappoints that conjoint twins are
More individuals than most
So I hunt the industry as a phantom
Until all my words become ghost
Celestial clockwork is an elixir
Simplifying in obscure picture
So sip the defiled mixture
Concocted by purity's twisted sister
Now the trees are more beautiful on
This side of the mountain
Plush springs run in abundance I
Drink direct from the fountain
But the dream was opaque the
Stream was perfectly clear
That an acute disorder of paradise would
Exist if I die here
So lie down your pitch forks and
Raise your pins to the clouds
Till they're struck twice by lightning
Sparking styles to move crowds
Fish in the pond can't understand
The concept of dry land
So they swim aimlessly unbeknown to the
Purpose of which I stand
Don't ask a question
If you don't want the answer given
Time is an illustrious liquor if
The candle ceases to flicker
Driven to a life of constant
Death no choice but one
Children rise from the shine
Hide in the shade
To evade the rays of the sun
Glaciers become oceans and
Boulders become bevels
Icons become gods and the birth of a
Spawn is the birth of a devil
Individual once realised is the
Birth of a rebel
When I've dug my own depth in
Your faith rest in a shovel
The pedestal is crowed over bearing with
Trinkets a silver lined sink
Which drown me in sounds of
De-evolution and if it's not
Your calling to be enlaced with
The evolving of Hip-Hop
Then stop is the inevitable solution
I'll work harder, Amy I'll work harder
I promise I'll be better
Better isn't good enough
I don't think you'll ever be good enough
You don't have it
I know it's a hard thing to hear
And it's not a pleasant thing to say
But, it's the truth
And I'm saving you a lot of time and
Pain by saying it to you now
I don't want to be the best
Tainted dreams and gumball machines
Nestled between the window seat and the
Drain of the main stream
Watching chaotic daylight stand stern
On horizon's table
Mock the moon with liquidated stars
Lapped from a ladle
Looking glass has limited view when
You're trapped in a label
Still borns' turned action figures when
They're stacked in a cradle
Thorough bred disorientated from running
Laps in a stable
Loss of direction sparks the search for
A map in the fable
Leave me to hunt for scavengers with
Eye patches and peg legs
Use planks to punish perpetrators so
The seas will stay fed
I taught that snake in the grass
To roll over and play dead
When the seed of the righteous is
Planted in belly of hybrid companion
They fled with torn a silver
Spoon and lips grasped
Cherishing the John Hancock or some
Jock on your lips clasped
Find your own only path this is
My territory to tell a story
Tailored in three pieces flag
Oxygen and thesis
I'm nursed by the bosom of a Columbus compass
Since birth walking the line of life of
Rhyme to see which will die first
It took me awhile to realise
The fact that I'm cursed
With the given gift of anointing so
Only the truth can be dispersed
It disappoints that conjoint twins are
More individuals than most
So I hunt the industry as a phantom
Until all my words become ghost
Celestial clockwork is an elixir
Simplifying in obscure picture
So sip the defiled mixture
Concocted by purity's twisted sister
Now the trees are more beautiful on
This side of the mountain
Plush springs run in abundance I
Drink direct from the fountain
But the dream was opaque the
Stream was perfectly clear
That an acute disorder of paradise would
Exist if I die here
So lie down your pitch forks and
Raise your pins to the clouds
Till they're struck twice by lightning
Sparking styles to move crowds
Fish in the pond can't understand
The concept of dry land
So they swim aimlessly unbeknown to the
Purpose of which I stand
Don't ask a question
If you don't want the answer given
Time is an illustrious liquor if
The candle ceases to flicker
Driven to a life of constant
Death no choice but one
Children rise from the shine
Hide in the shade
To evade the rays of the sun
Glaciers become oceans and
Boulders become bevels
Icons become gods and the birth of a
Spawn is the birth of a devil
Individual once realised is the
Birth of a rebel
When I've dug my own depth in
Your faith rest in a shovel
The pedestal is crowed over bearing with
Trinkets a silver lined sink
Which drown me in sounds of
De-evolution and if it's not
Your calling to be enlaced with
The evolving of Hip-Hop
Then stop is the inevitable solution
I'll work harder, Amy I'll work harder
I promise I'll be better
Better isn't good enough
I don't think you'll ever be good enough
You don't have it
I know it's a hard thing to hear
And it's not a pleasant thing to say
But, it's the truth
And I'm saving you a lot of time and
Pain by saying it to you now
I don't want to be the best