Peter Gabriel
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[Intro]
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
Until the water breaks and outside I go, oh
[Verse 1]
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
[Chorus]
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
[Refrain]
My ghost likes to travel
So far in the unknown
My ghost likes to travel
So deep into your space
[Verse 2]
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
[Refrain]
My ghost likes to travel
So far in the unknown
My ghost likes to travel
So deep into your space
[Bridge]
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
Until the door has let the outside inside here
[Verse 3]
Well on the floor there's a long wooden table
(My ghost likes to travel)
On the table, there's an open book
(My ghost likes to travel)
On the page there's a detailed drawing
(My ghost likes to travel)
And on the drawing is the name I took
(My ghost likes to travel)
[Refrain]
My ghost likes to travel
So far in the unknown
My ghost likes to travel
So deep into your space
[Chorus]
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
[Post-Chorus]
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)
[Outro]
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
Growing Up was written by Peter Gabriel.
Growing Up was produced by Peter Gabriel.
Peter Gabriel released Growing Up on Mon Sep 23 2002.
Peter Gabriel posted on his website:
‘Growing Up’ – My brother in-law died of cancer, my parents are getting a little older I’ve seen a couple of friends die and so death has definitely been more present in the last ten years and it‘s been quite interesting in some ways and I’ve read a bit more abo...