| Song | Energy |
| Artist | In Search of Sight |
| Album | Energy |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Russell Hollar | |
| 作曲 : Russell Hollar | |
| How have these things transpired in such an ill mannered fashion? | |
| Rhyme and reason | |
| Time and season | |
| Sort of the natural order isn’t it? | |
| And yet Occam’s razor cuts so thin, so adept at steering those more sublime moments into an order of jaded, short handed, dirty, sick occurrences. | |
| Related only by absurdity | |
| Seems to have set the stage for an era | |
| Energy surrounds us like moths to flames resonating through the darkness taking us to a higher place | |
| These visions override our minds | |
| These illusions left behind | |
| Why societies exist? To carry the credentials of the natural order | |
| People don’t just live there | |
| The sheer depths of its beauty draw deeply on reflection | |
| Assembling the symmetry from the complex to simplicity into an abstract awareness | |
| Molding, shaping the divine | |
| Actions of a mass till there is only one | |
| Energy surrounds us like moths to flame resonating through the darkness taking us to a higher place | |
| These visions override our minds | |
| These illusions left behind | |
| Sprawling out inspiring impossible quests both bold and pure | |
| Shining so bright it outshines the sun | |
| Their shimmering brilliance has shadows at run | |
| Flee as they might the day flows undone | |
| Dying by contrast | |
| Light and shadow are one | |
| Shadows are won. | |
| Energy surrounds us like moths to flame resonating through the darkness taking us to a higher place | |
| These visions override our minds | |
| These illusions left behind |
| zuo ci : Russell Hollar | |
| zuo qu : Russell Hollar | |
| How have these things transpired in such an ill mannered fashion? | |
| Rhyme and reason | |
| Time and season | |
| Sort of the natural order isn' t it? | |
| And yet Occam' s razor cuts so thin, so adept at steering those more sublime moments into an order of jaded, short handed, dirty, sick occurrences. | |
| Related only by absurdity | |
| Seems to have set the stage for an era | |
| Energy surrounds us like moths to flames resonating through the darkness taking us to a higher place | |
| These visions override our minds | |
| These illusions left behind | |
| Why societies exist? To carry the credentials of the natural order | |
| People don' t just live there | |
| The sheer depths of its beauty draw deeply on reflection | |
| Assembling the symmetry from the complex to simplicity into an abstract awareness | |
| Molding, shaping the divine | |
| Actions of a mass till there is only one | |
| Energy surrounds us like moths to flame resonating through the darkness taking us to a higher place | |
| These visions override our minds | |
| These illusions left behind | |
| Sprawling out inspiring impossible quests both bold and pure | |
| Shining so bright it outshines the sun | |
| Their shimmering brilliance has shadows at run | |
| Flee as they might the day flows undone | |
| Dying by contrast | |
| Light and shadow are one | |
| Shadows are won. | |
| Energy surrounds us like moths to flame resonating through the darkness taking us to a higher place | |
| These visions override our minds | |
| These illusions left behind |
| zuò cí : Russell Hollar | |
| zuò qǔ : Russell Hollar | |
| How have these things transpired in such an ill mannered fashion? | |
| Rhyme and reason | |
| Time and season | |
| Sort of the natural order isn' t it? | |
| And yet Occam' s razor cuts so thin, so adept at steering those more sublime moments into an order of jaded, short handed, dirty, sick occurrences. | |
| Related only by absurdity | |
| Seems to have set the stage for an era | |
| Energy surrounds us like moths to flames resonating through the darkness taking us to a higher place | |
| These visions override our minds | |
| These illusions left behind | |
| Why societies exist? To carry the credentials of the natural order | |
| People don' t just live there | |
| The sheer depths of its beauty draw deeply on reflection | |
| Assembling the symmetry from the complex to simplicity into an abstract awareness | |
| Molding, shaping the divine | |
| Actions of a mass till there is only one | |
| Energy surrounds us like moths to flame resonating through the darkness taking us to a higher place | |
| These visions override our minds | |
| These illusions left behind | |
| Sprawling out inspiring impossible quests both bold and pure | |
| Shining so bright it outshines the sun | |
| Their shimmering brilliance has shadows at run | |
| Flee as they might the day flows undone | |
| Dying by contrast | |
| Light and shadow are one | |
| Shadows are won. | |
| Energy surrounds us like moths to flame resonating through the darkness taking us to a higher place | |
| These visions override our minds | |
| These illusions left behind |