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Moby - Destroyed. Remixed - The Broken Places
Destroyed. Remixed
Disc 1
01. Blue Moon (Holy Ghost! remix)
02. Lie Down in Darkness (Arno Cost remix)
03. Sevastopol (John Lord Fonda remix)
04. The Day (Basto! remix)
05. Lie Down in Darkness (Bassjackers remix)
06. After (Ferry Corsten remix)
07. The Low Hum (System Divine remix)
08. Victoria Lucas (Sasha remix)
09. Lie Down in Darkness (Paul Van Dyk remix)
10. The Day (Eddie Thoneick remix)
11. Lie Down in Darkness (Gregor Tresher remix)
12. The Right Thing (Kleerup version)
13. After (Tommy Trash remix)
Disc 2
01. Lie Down in Darkness (Photek remix)
02. The Day (Yeasayer remix)
03. The Right Thing (Dan Levy from The Dø remix)
04. The Poison Tree (David Lynch remix)
05. Rockets
06. The Right Thing (Ben Hoo derivation)
07. The Broken Places
08. Stella Maris
09. All Sides Gone
10. Blue Moon (Wolfram remix)
11. Big Room
12. Small Room
Sometimes I feel like a motherless child
Sometimes I feel like a motherless child
Sometimes I feel like a motherless child
So far from home

This was life and this was safer
All was strange and always stranger
A latent hate but so much later
I'm never safe from all this danger
The demon's eyes and demon satyr
I was bait but what would bait her?
Don't know my needs, don't know my ways, sir
I hide my face, no way to face her
This was loss, this was my name
This was my truth, this was no game
This was not hope, this was not sane
And from these broken places made
That was loss and this was later
I wanted less but nothing greater
I couldn't leave, I couldn't stay, sir
Like a motherless child

Sometimes I feel like a motherless child
Sometimes I feel like a motherless child
Sometimes I feel like a motherless child
So far from home

This was loss and this was later
Always hate but never hate her
I laid in wait but so much later
And never safe from all this danger
The demon's eyes, the demon satyr
I was bait, but what would bait her
Don't know my needs, don't know my ways, sir
I hide my face, no way to face her
This was loss, this was my name
This was my truth, this was no game
This was not hope, this was not sane
And from these broken places made
That was loss and this was later
I wanted less but nothing greater
I couldn't leave, I couldn't stay, sir
Like a motherless child

Sometimes I feel like a motherless child
Sometimes I feel like a motherless child
Sometimes I feel like a motherless child
So far from home

Sometimes I feel like a motherless child
Sometimes I feel like a motherless child
Sometimes I feel like a motherless child
So far from home
So far from home
So far from home
So far from home