Growing Up Lyrics by Peter Gabriel

Growing Up Lyrics

    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
    ‘til 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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