Humdrum

Journey Through the Humdrum: Unveiling the Mysteries of Peter Gabriel's Lyrics
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Lyrics

I saw the man at J.F.K.

Observation of a man at the airport named J.F.K.

He took your ticket yesterday

The man collected or checked your ticket the day before.

In the humdrum

Amidst routine or monotony.


I ride tandem with a random

Travelling alongside an unknown person.

Things don't run the way I planned them

Plans not unfolding as intended.

In the humdrum

Within the ordinary, unremarkable.


Hey Valentina, do you want me to beg?

Asking Valentina if she desires pleading.

You got me cooking I'm a hard boiled egg

Feeling controlled or manipulated.

In the humdrum

Within the routine or mundane.


Empty my mind, I find it hard to cope

Struggling to clear thoughts.

Listen to my heart, don't need no stethoscope

Listening to intuition rather than needing medical validation.


Seem to me that television

Perception of television as intrusive or invasive.

She come to cut me a deep incision

Feeling deeply affected by television.

In the humdrum

Within the routine or mundane.


Empty my mind, I find it hard to cope

Struggling to clear thoughts.

Listen to my heart - don't need no stethoscope

Listening to intuition rather than needing medical validation.


Out of woman come the man

An expression of the cycle of creation.

Spend the rest of his life gettin' back where he can

Striving to regain lost opportunities in life.

As a bow, so a dove

A comparison between different forms, suggesting a relationship.

As below, so above

An expression of connection between the macro and microcosm.

From the black hole

From emptiness or nothingness.

Come the tadpole

Symbolic emergence or creation from darkness.

With the dark soul

A dark or troubled essence or soul.

In coal she burn, she burn

Symbolic combustion or intense burning.


As I drove into the sun

Driving forward without looking back.

Didn't dare look where I had begun

Unwillingness to revisit the past.

Lost among echoes of things not there

Feeling lost among memories or echoes.

Watching the sound forming shapes in the air

Perceiving sounds as tangible shapes.

From the white star

From something pure comes a visible mark or wound.

Came the bright scar

From a fundamental form emerges something vivid.

Our amoeba

A metaphor for primal existence.

My little liebe schoen

An endearing term, possibly referring to a loved one.

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