Growing Up Live

Excuse me. I have some growing up to do. 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 all it takes to find what Is and what is not. One dot. Two dot. A pair of eyes, a face, A touch, complete surprise. Two dot. Growing up. Looking for a place to live. Growing up. Looking for a place to live. Growing up. Looking for a place to live. Growing up. Looking for a place to live. My ghosts like to travel. So far in the unknown. My ghosts like to travel. So deep into your space. Three dot. A trinity, a way to map the universe. Three dot. Four dot. It's rock and roll, a square, A pentagon, balance. Four dot. My ghosts like to travel. So far in the unknown. My ghosts like 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-stain sweetness. It spills, it tingles, and it stings. All the pleasure That it brings. Till the door has let the Outside inside. Here I am. Well, on the floor, there's a round wooden table. On the table, there's an open book. On that page, there's a detailed drawing. And on the drawing is the name that took. My ghosts like to travel. So far in the unknown. My ghosts like to travel. So deep into your space. Growing up. Looking for a place to live. Growing up. Looking for a place to live. Growing Looking for a place to live. Growing up. Looking for a place to live. My ghosts like to travel. My ghosts like to travel. Moving inside of your space. Ghosts like to travel. My ghosts like to travel. Moving inside of your space. My ghosts to travel. Moving inside. My like to travel. Moving inside of your space. Ghosts like to travel. Moving inside. Ghosts like to travel. Moving inside of your space. 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.