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
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
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
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
Taken from AlbumSongAndLyrics.comMy 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