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Growing Up
Artist : Peter Gabriel
Title : Growing Up
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folded in your fleshy purse
I am floating once again
while the muted sounds are pumping rhythm
all the walls close in on me
pressure's building wave on wave
till the water breaks - and outside I go, oh
one dot, that's on or off,
defines what is and what is not, one dot
two dot, a pair of eyes, a voice,
a touch, complete surprise, two dot
growing up, growing up,
looking for a place to live
growing up, growing up,
looking for a place to live
growing up, growing up,
looking for a place to live
my ghost likes to travel so far in the unknown
my ghost likes to travel so deep into your space
three dot, a trinity, a way to map the universe, three dot
four dot, is what will make a square,
a bed to build on, it's all there, four dot
my ghost likes to travel so far in the unknown
my ghost likes to travel so deep into your space
all the slow clouds pass us by
make the Empire State look high
as you take me in your sea-stained sweetness
it spills, it tingles and it stings
all the pleasure that it brings
til the door has let the outside inside here
(well on the floor there's a long wooden table
on the table there's an open book
on the page there's a detailed drawing
and on the drawing is the name I took)
my ghost likes to travel so far in the unknown
my ghost likes to travel so deep into your space
growing up, growing up,
looking for a place to live
growing up, growing up,
looking for a place to live
growing up, growing up,
looking for a place to live
growing up, growing up,
looking for a place to live
my ghost likes to travel
my ghost likes to travel
(moving inside of your space)
my ghost likes to travel
my ghost likes to travel
(moving inside of your space)
my ghost likes to travel
(moving inside)
my ghost likes to travel
(moving inside of your space)
my ghost likes to travel
(moving inside)
my ghost likes to travel
(moving inside of your space)
the breathing stops, I don't know when
in transition once again
such a struggle getting through these changes
and it all seems so absurd
to be flying like a bird
when I do not feel I've really landed here
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when I do not feel I've really landed here
to be flying like a bird
and it all seems so absurd
such a struggle getting through these changes
in transition once again
the breathing stops, I don't know when
(moving inside of your space)
my ghost likes to travel
(moving inside)
my ghost likes to travel
(moving inside of your space)
my ghost likes to travel
(moving inside)
my ghost likes to travel
(moving inside of your space)
my ghost likes to travel
my ghost likes to travel
(moving inside of your space)
my ghost likes to travel
my ghost likes to travel
looking for a place to live
growing up, growing up,
looking for a place to live
growing up, growing up,
looking for a place to live
growing up, growing up,
looking for a place to live
growing up, growing up,
my ghost likes to travel so deep into your space
my ghost likes to travel so far in the unknown
and on the drawing is the name I took)
on the page there's a detailed drawing
on the table there's an open book
(well on the floor there's a long wooden table
til the door has let the outside inside here
all the pleasure that it brings
it spills, it tingles and it stings
as you take me in your sea-stained sweetness
make the Empire State look high
all the slow clouds pass us by
my ghost likes to travel so deep into your space
my ghost likes to travel so far in the unknown
a bed to build on, it's all there, four dot
four dot, is what will make a square,
three dot, a trinity, a way to map the universe, three dot
my ghost likes to travel so deep into your space
my ghost likes to travel so far in the unknown
looking for a place to live
growing up, growing up,
looking for a place to live
growing up, growing up,
looking for a place to live
growing up, growing up,
a touch, complete surprise, two dot
two dot, a pair of eyes, a voice,
defines what is and what is not, one dot
one dot, that's on or off,
till the water breaks - and outside I go, oh
pressure's building wave on wave
all the walls close in on me
while the muted sounds are pumping rhythm
I am floating once again
folded in your fleshy purse
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Title : Growing Up
Artist : Peter Gabriel
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