Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Growing Up, artist - Peter Gabriel. Album song Flotsam And Jetsam, in the genre Альтернатива
Date of issue: 05.09.2019
Record label: Peter Gabriel
Song language: English
Growing Up |
folded in your fleshy purse |
i am floating once again |
while the muted sounds are pumping rhythm |
all the walls closin' 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 |
till 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. |