'The Low Hum' was another broken down electronic, instrumental track and I gave it to my friend Emily Zuzik and what's funny is, I didn't even tell her what the album was about the theme of music for empty cities at two o'clock in the morning and she basically wrote these lyrics about being in a hotel room at two o'clock in the morning in an empty city. So maybe she is psychic. I don't know but it's a song without a chorus, which I like. And her voice has this quiet sort of disembodied quality to it, which was really hard for her because she is a big singer. If it was up to her, she would have sang it broadway style but I wanted it to be that sort of disconcerting, warm, womb like quality, where the vocals are almost like someone singing to themselves instead of projecting for all the world to hear, it's sort of like someone in a bath tub, in a hotel next to the Stuttgart train station at three o'clock in the morning singing to yourself in the bath tub. So vocally I think that's what I was trying to get her to do. - Moby _______ (vocals by Emily Zuzik) Here I am alone in this empty room No sign of living here I hear the muffled conversation, of the neighbor, through the wall A strangled light hangs on the window But I can't help myself, I'm in love with this isolation The city shimmers, our life the low hum And all that glitters may be gone And the sun walks in the sky light, In the spaces, when it starts Raining in and slowly a low hum A low hum Like a tourist in some strange hotel, No time for worrying, my little safety, so I will live. Here I am alone in this empty room No sign of living here I'll be making conversation, in the spaces A strangled light hangs on the window But I can't help myself, I'm in love with this isolation.
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