Emission Depths

Silent streets underneath the gray

Trace the lines before they fade away (hmmm)

I hear the quiet rising up

Filling every empty cup

We are searching for the light

In the middle of the deepest night We are holding on so

tight

Footsteps echo on the cold ground

Lost inside the only beautiful sound

Oh, let the currents carry us home

We don't have to face this alone (ooh-ooh)

We find our way

In the quiet gray