Letra de Growing Up - Peter Gabriel

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

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

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

Until the door has let the outside inside here

Well on the floor there's a long wooden table

(My ghost likes to travel)

On the table, there's an open book

(So far in the unknown)

On the page there's a detailed drawing

(My ghost likes to travel)

And on the drawing is the name I took

(So deep into your space)

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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