PETER
GABRIEL > Up
2002
24/09/2002
CD: Virgin PCGCD11 (EU)
01 Darkness
02 Growing Up
03 Sky Blue
04 No Way Out
05 I Grieve
06 The Drop
07 The Barry Williams Show
08 My Head Sounds Like That
09 More Than This
10 Signal To Noise
Peter Gabriel : chant, Bosendorfer, Mutator, Keys, JamMan, MPC Groove, arrangement des cordes, orgue, Sample Keys, Firefly Keys, bass pulse, piano, Harmonium, Toms Toms, crotales, basse, Telecaster, samples, bass keys, cordes inversées, mellotron, harmonica, sampling des cordes, arrangement des cuivres, échantillonnage de guitares, Wonky Nord, Oxford Backward samples, SansAmp
Manu Katché : batterie
Dave Power : batterie
Mahut Dominique : percussions
Ged Lynch : percussions, batterie
Richard Chappell : percussions, programmation, traitement/boucle, manipulation
Tony Levin : basse
David Rhodes : guitares, voix additionnelles
Orchestre symphonique de Londres : cordes (Darkness, Signal To Noise)
Wil Gregory : arrangement des cordes
Nick Ingham : orchestration
Alex Swift : programmation additionnelle
AD Chivers : voix additionnelles
Tchad Blake : Tape scratching, traitement
Pete Davis : programmation additionnelle
Daniel Lanois : percussions, guitares
Peter Green : guitares
David Sancious : orgue Hammond
The Blind Boys Of Alabama : voix additionnelles (Sky Blue, More Than This)
Melanie Gabriel : voix additionnelles
Dominic Greensmith : batterie
Steve Gadd : batterie, percussions
Hassam Ramzy : tablas
Danny Thompson : double basse
Chris Hugues : programmation batterie/supercollider
Mitchell Froame : Piano inversion
Richard Evans : Froame Recorders, guitare acoustique
Will White : percussions
Stephen Hague : percussions
Shankar : violon Double
Chuck Norman : programmation, cordes
Tony Berg : guitare inversée
Christian Le Chevretel : trompette
Sally Larkin : voix additionnelles
Assane Thiam : percussions
The Black Dyke Band : cuivres
Ed Shearmur : arrangement des cuivres
Bob Ezrin : arrangement des cuivres
John Brian : mandoline
The Dhol Foundation : Dhol
Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan : voix additionnelle (Signal To Noise)
Darkness
I'm scared of swimming in the sea
dark shapes moving under me
every fear i swallow makes me small
inconsequential things occur
alarms are triggered
memories stir
it's not the way it has to be
i'm afraid of what i do not know
i hate being undermined
i'm afraid i can be devil man
and i'm scared to be divine
don't mess with me my fuse is short
beneath this skin these fragments caught
when i allow it to be
there's no control over me
i have my fears
but they do not have me
walking through the undergrowth, to the house in the woods
the deeper i go, the darker it gets
i peer through the window
knock at the door
and the monster i was
so afraid of
lies curled up on the floor
is curled up on the floor just like a baby boy
i cry until i laugh
i'm afraid of being mothered
with my balls shut in the pen
i'm afraid of loving women
and i'm scared of loving men
flashbacks coming in every night
don't tell me everything's alright
when i allow it to be
it has no control over me
i own my fear
so it doesn't own me
walking through the undergrowth, to the house in the woods
the deeper i go, the darker it gets
i peer through the window
knock at the door
and the monster i was
so afraid of
lies curled up on the floor
is curled up on the floor just like a baby boy
i cry until i laugh
Growing Up
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,
gooking 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
'til 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.
Sky Blue
lost my time lost my place in
sky blue
those two blue eyes light your face in
sky blue
i know how to fly, i know how to drown in
sky blue
warm wind blowing over the earth
sky blue
i sing through the land, the land sings through me
sky blue
reaching into the deepest shade of
sky blue
sky blue so tired of all this travelling
so many miles away from home
i keep moving to be stable
free to wander, free to roam
train pulled out said my goodbyes
sky blue
back on the road alone with the sky
sky blue
there's a presence here no one denies
sky blue
sky blue so tired of all this travelling
so many miles away from home
i keep moving to be stable
free to wander, free to roam
i can hear the same voice calling
crying out, from my heart
and that cry, what a cry
what a cry, it's going to be
if i can stop to let it out, oh.
No Way Out
saw a group of people forming
round a figure lying down
and someone runs to make a phone call
and the man kneels on the ground
the man kneels on the ground
the man kneels on the ground
there's a tightening in my chest.
i know that i'm drawn in
oh god let it not be - you
don't leave us
don't leave like this
don't leave me here again
i'm not quitting on you
there's no one else
you're not quitting on us
no running out
the colour in your shirt is darkening,
against the paleness of your skin
i remember how you held the goldfish
swimming around in a plastic bag
swimming around in a plastic bag
you held it up so high
in the bright lights of the fair
it slipped and fell
we looked everywhere
don't leave us
(your eyes are bright, your blood is warm)
don't leave like this
(your heart is strong, you're holding on)
don't leave me here again
(i feel your pulse, i hold your hand)
i'm not quitting on you
there's no one else
you're not quitting on us
there's no way out
no way out
don't leave us
don't leave like this
don't leave me here again
(i feel your pulse, i hold your hand)
i'm not quitting on you
there's no one else
you're not quitting on us
no running away - no way out
I Grieve
it was only one hour ago
it was all so different then
nothing yet has really sunk in
looks like it always did
this flesh and bone
its just the way that we are tied in
but there's no-one home
i grieve for you
you leave me
'so hard to move on
still loving what's gone
they say life carries on
carries on and on and on
the news that truly shocks is the empty empty page
while the final rattle rocks its empty empty cage
and i can't handle this
i grieve for you
you leave me
let it out and move on
missing what's gone
they say life carries on
they say life carries on and on and on
life carries on
in the people i meet
in everyone that's out on the street
in all the dogs and cats
in the flies and rats
in the rot and the rust
in the ashes and the dust
life carries on and on and on and on
life carries on and on and on
its just the car that we ride in
the home we reside in
the face that we hide in
the way we are tied in
life carries on and on and on and on
life carries on and on and on
did i dream this belief?
or did i believe this dream?
now i will find relief
i grieve
The Drop
moving down the fuselage
toward the open door
catch you looking down outside
to see what lies ahead
one by one
you watch them fall
fall through cloud
one by one
you watch them fall
no idea where they're going
but down
where they've gone
where they've gone
watching as the sun goes down
i sit inside this plane
notice how the city lights
are like the nerves inside the brain
one by one
they're going out
you watch them dim
one by one
you watch them fall
and wonder where they're falling to
The Barry Williams Show
let's go
one man at the window
one girl at the bar
saw that look of recognition
when they know just who you are
i seen you on the tv
i seen you on that show
where you make the people crazy
and then you let them go
before the show we calm them
we sympathise, we care
and the hostile folk we keep apart
'til the red light says 'on air'
did you see our leather lovers
all tied up to the chair
did you catch those child molesters
no one else goes there
what a show, the barry williams show
what a show,
dysfunctional excess
is all it took for my success
the greater pain that they endure
the more you know the show has scored
its showtime
got the reputation of a surgeon
cos they cannot feel the cut
it looks so very simple
but it really is an art
they call our studio 'the hospital'
making money from the sick
we let people be themselves
there is no other trick
'my lover stole my girlfriend'
'i keep beating up my ex'
'i want to kill my neighbour'
'my daughter's selling sex'
'my s/m lover hurt me'
'my girl became a man'
'i love my daughter's rapist'
'my life's gone down the pan'
what a show, the barry williams show
the barry williams show
dysfunctional excess
is all it took for my success
and when the punches start to fly
the ratings always read so high
its showtime
'that girl has got no scruples
not a wrinkle on her face
you would not believe the plot she concieved
so they'd let her take my place
well, no man is an island
no man is a sea
but this display of emotion
is all but drowning me
what a show, oh what a show
on my show, the barry williams show
it's my show
what a show
dysfunctional excess
is all it took for my success
the best tv you've ever seen
where people say the things they really mean
I hear my name, i hear them roar
for the one more time i take the floor
just one more barry williams show
we're gonna take you where you want to go it's showtime
come on down
come on down
My Head Sounds Like That
the metal jangles as the key turns
unlock the door, wipe my feet clean
oh my head sounds like that
the oil is spitting in the saucepan
i squeeze the sponge and let the cat out
oh my head sounds like that
oh my head
oh oh oh
oh oh oh
the water's dripping in the hallway
the guy next door, he knocks his wall down
oh my head sounds like that
the knife it scrapes across the burnt brown toast
the freight train rumbles past my window
oh my head sounds like that
oh my head
oh oh oh
oh oh oh
oh oh oh
around the axis we all spin
to determine what's left out and what's left in
what's left out and what's left in
what's left out and what's left in
who's left out and who's left in
who's left in
the moments come and go like water
i try to hold them but they're fading
oh my head sounds like that
oh my head
oh oh oh
More Than This
i woke up and the world outside was dark
all so quiet before the dawn
opened up the door and walked outside
the ground was cold
i walked until i couldn't walk any more
to a place i'd never been
there was something stirring in the air
in front of me, i could see
more than this
more than this
so much more than this
there is something else there
when all that you had has all gone
and more than this
i stand
feeling so connected
and i'm all there
right next to you
it started when i saw the ship go down
i saw them struggle in the sea
and suddenly the picture disappears
in front of me
now we're busy making all our busy plans
on foundations built to last
but nothing fades as fast as the future
and nothing clings like the past, until we can see
more than this
more than this
so much more than this
there is something out there
more than this
it's coming through
and more than this
i stand alone and so connected
and i'm all there
right next to you
oh then it's alright
when with every day another bit falls away
oh bus its still alright, alright, alright
and like words together we can make some sense
much more than this
way beyond imagination
much more than this
beyond the stars
with my head so full
so full of fractured pictures
and i'm all there
right next to you
so much more than this
there is something else there
when all that you had has all gone
and more than this
i'm alone
feeling so connected
and i'm all there right next to you
more than this
more than this
more than this
more than this
Signal To Noise
you know the way that things go
when what you fight for starts to fall
and in that fuzzy picture
he writing stands out on the wall
so clearly on the wall
Nusrat qwalli section
send out the signals deep and loud
and in this place, can you reassure me
with a touch, a smile - while the cradle's burning
all the while the world is turning to noise
oh the more that it's surrounding us
the more that it destroys
turn up the signal
wipe out the noise
Nusrat qwalli section
send out the signal deep and loud
man i'm losing sound and sight
of all those who can tell me wrong from right
when all things beautiful and bright
sink in the night
yet there's still something in my heart
that can find a way
to make a start
to turn up the signal
wipe out the noise
wipe out the noise
wipe out the noise
you know that's it
you know that's it
you know that's it
receive and transmit
receive and transmit
receive and transmit
you know that's it
you know that's it
receive and transmit
you know that's it
you know that's it
receive and transmit
24/09/2002
CD: Virgin PCGCD11 (EU)
01 Darkness
02 Growing Up
03 Sky Blue
04 No Way Out
05 I Grieve
06 The Drop
07 The Barry Williams Show
08 My Head Sounds Like That
09 More Than This
10 Signal To Noise
Peter Gabriel : chant, Bosendorfer, Mutator, Keys, JamMan, MPC Groove, arrangement des cordes, orgue, Sample Keys, Firefly Keys, bass pulse, piano, Harmonium, Toms Toms, crotales, basse, Telecaster, samples, bass keys, cordes inversées, mellotron, harmonica, sampling des cordes, arrangement des cuivres, échantillonnage de guitares, Wonky Nord, Oxford Backward samples, SansAmp
Manu Katché : batterie
Dave Power : batterie
Mahut Dominique : percussions
Ged Lynch : percussions, batterie
Richard Chappell : percussions, programmation, traitement/boucle, manipulation
Tony Levin : basse
David Rhodes : guitares, voix additionnelles
Orchestre symphonique de Londres : cordes (Darkness, Signal To Noise)
Wil Gregory : arrangement des cordes
Nick Ingham : orchestration
Alex Swift : programmation additionnelle
AD Chivers : voix additionnelles
Tchad Blake : Tape scratching, traitement
Pete Davis : programmation additionnelle
Daniel Lanois : percussions, guitares
Peter Green : guitares
David Sancious : orgue Hammond
The Blind Boys Of Alabama : voix additionnelles (Sky Blue, More Than This)
Melanie Gabriel : voix additionnelles
Dominic Greensmith : batterie
Steve Gadd : batterie, percussions
Hassam Ramzy : tablas
Danny Thompson : double basse
Chris Hugues : programmation batterie/supercollider
Mitchell Froame : Piano inversion
Richard Evans : Froame Recorders, guitare acoustique
Will White : percussions
Stephen Hague : percussions
Shankar : violon Double
Chuck Norman : programmation, cordes
Tony Berg : guitare inversée
Christian Le Chevretel : trompette
Sally Larkin : voix additionnelles
Assane Thiam : percussions
The Black Dyke Band : cuivres
Ed Shearmur : arrangement des cuivres
Bob Ezrin : arrangement des cuivres
John Brian : mandoline
The Dhol Foundation : Dhol
Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan : voix additionnelle (Signal To Noise)
Darkness
I'm scared of swimming in the sea
dark shapes moving under me
every fear i swallow makes me small
inconsequential things occur
alarms are triggered
memories stir
it's not the way it has to be
i'm afraid of what i do not know
i hate being undermined
i'm afraid i can be devil man
and i'm scared to be divine
don't mess with me my fuse is short
beneath this skin these fragments caught
when i allow it to be
there's no control over me
i have my fears
but they do not have me
walking through the undergrowth, to the house in the woods
the deeper i go, the darker it gets
i peer through the window
knock at the door
and the monster i was
so afraid of
lies curled up on the floor
is curled up on the floor just like a baby boy
i cry until i laugh
i'm afraid of being mothered
with my balls shut in the pen
i'm afraid of loving women
and i'm scared of loving men
flashbacks coming in every night
don't tell me everything's alright
when i allow it to be
it has no control over me
i own my fear
so it doesn't own me
walking through the undergrowth, to the house in the woods
the deeper i go, the darker it gets
i peer through the window
knock at the door
and the monster i was
so afraid of
lies curled up on the floor
is curled up on the floor just like a baby boy
i cry until i laugh
Growing Up
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,
gooking 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
'til 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.
Sky Blue
lost my time lost my place in
sky blue
those two blue eyes light your face in
sky blue
i know how to fly, i know how to drown in
sky blue
warm wind blowing over the earth
sky blue
i sing through the land, the land sings through me
sky blue
reaching into the deepest shade of
sky blue
sky blue so tired of all this travelling
so many miles away from home
i keep moving to be stable
free to wander, free to roam
train pulled out said my goodbyes
sky blue
back on the road alone with the sky
sky blue
there's a presence here no one denies
sky blue
sky blue so tired of all this travelling
so many miles away from home
i keep moving to be stable
free to wander, free to roam
i can hear the same voice calling
crying out, from my heart
and that cry, what a cry
what a cry, it's going to be
if i can stop to let it out, oh.
No Way Out
saw a group of people forming
round a figure lying down
and someone runs to make a phone call
and the man kneels on the ground
the man kneels on the ground
the man kneels on the ground
there's a tightening in my chest.
i know that i'm drawn in
oh god let it not be - you
don't leave us
don't leave like this
don't leave me here again
i'm not quitting on you
there's no one else
you're not quitting on us
no running out
the colour in your shirt is darkening,
against the paleness of your skin
i remember how you held the goldfish
swimming around in a plastic bag
swimming around in a plastic bag
you held it up so high
in the bright lights of the fair
it slipped and fell
we looked everywhere
don't leave us
(your eyes are bright, your blood is warm)
don't leave like this
(your heart is strong, you're holding on)
don't leave me here again
(i feel your pulse, i hold your hand)
i'm not quitting on you
there's no one else
you're not quitting on us
there's no way out
no way out
don't leave us
don't leave like this
don't leave me here again
(i feel your pulse, i hold your hand)
i'm not quitting on you
there's no one else
you're not quitting on us
no running away - no way out
I Grieve
it was only one hour ago
it was all so different then
nothing yet has really sunk in
looks like it always did
this flesh and bone
its just the way that we are tied in
but there's no-one home
i grieve for you
you leave me
'so hard to move on
still loving what's gone
they say life carries on
carries on and on and on
the news that truly shocks is the empty empty page
while the final rattle rocks its empty empty cage
and i can't handle this
i grieve for you
you leave me
let it out and move on
missing what's gone
they say life carries on
they say life carries on and on and on
life carries on
in the people i meet
in everyone that's out on the street
in all the dogs and cats
in the flies and rats
in the rot and the rust
in the ashes and the dust
life carries on and on and on and on
life carries on and on and on
its just the car that we ride in
the home we reside in
the face that we hide in
the way we are tied in
life carries on and on and on and on
life carries on and on and on
did i dream this belief?
or did i believe this dream?
now i will find relief
i grieve
The Drop
moving down the fuselage
toward the open door
catch you looking down outside
to see what lies ahead
one by one
you watch them fall
fall through cloud
one by one
you watch them fall
no idea where they're going
but down
where they've gone
where they've gone
watching as the sun goes down
i sit inside this plane
notice how the city lights
are like the nerves inside the brain
one by one
they're going out
you watch them dim
one by one
you watch them fall
and wonder where they're falling to
The Barry Williams Show
let's go
one man at the window
one girl at the bar
saw that look of recognition
when they know just who you are
i seen you on the tv
i seen you on that show
where you make the people crazy
and then you let them go
before the show we calm them
we sympathise, we care
and the hostile folk we keep apart
'til the red light says 'on air'
did you see our leather lovers
all tied up to the chair
did you catch those child molesters
no one else goes there
what a show, the barry williams show
what a show,
dysfunctional excess
is all it took for my success
the greater pain that they endure
the more you know the show has scored
its showtime
got the reputation of a surgeon
cos they cannot feel the cut
it looks so very simple
but it really is an art
they call our studio 'the hospital'
making money from the sick
we let people be themselves
there is no other trick
'my lover stole my girlfriend'
'i keep beating up my ex'
'i want to kill my neighbour'
'my daughter's selling sex'
'my s/m lover hurt me'
'my girl became a man'
'i love my daughter's rapist'
'my life's gone down the pan'
what a show, the barry williams show
the barry williams show
dysfunctional excess
is all it took for my success
and when the punches start to fly
the ratings always read so high
its showtime
'that girl has got no scruples
not a wrinkle on her face
you would not believe the plot she concieved
so they'd let her take my place
well, no man is an island
no man is a sea
but this display of emotion
is all but drowning me
what a show, oh what a show
on my show, the barry williams show
it's my show
what a show
dysfunctional excess
is all it took for my success
the best tv you've ever seen
where people say the things they really mean
I hear my name, i hear them roar
for the one more time i take the floor
just one more barry williams show
we're gonna take you where you want to go it's showtime
come on down
come on down
My Head Sounds Like That
the metal jangles as the key turns
unlock the door, wipe my feet clean
oh my head sounds like that
the oil is spitting in the saucepan
i squeeze the sponge and let the cat out
oh my head sounds like that
oh my head
oh oh oh
oh oh oh
the water's dripping in the hallway
the guy next door, he knocks his wall down
oh my head sounds like that
the knife it scrapes across the burnt brown toast
the freight train rumbles past my window
oh my head sounds like that
oh my head
oh oh oh
oh oh oh
oh oh oh
around the axis we all spin
to determine what's left out and what's left in
what's left out and what's left in
what's left out and what's left in
who's left out and who's left in
who's left in
the moments come and go like water
i try to hold them but they're fading
oh my head sounds like that
oh my head
oh oh oh
More Than This
i woke up and the world outside was dark
all so quiet before the dawn
opened up the door and walked outside
the ground was cold
i walked until i couldn't walk any more
to a place i'd never been
there was something stirring in the air
in front of me, i could see
more than this
more than this
so much more than this
there is something else there
when all that you had has all gone
and more than this
i stand
feeling so connected
and i'm all there
right next to you
it started when i saw the ship go down
i saw them struggle in the sea
and suddenly the picture disappears
in front of me
now we're busy making all our busy plans
on foundations built to last
but nothing fades as fast as the future
and nothing clings like the past, until we can see
more than this
more than this
so much more than this
there is something out there
more than this
it's coming through
and more than this
i stand alone and so connected
and i'm all there
right next to you
oh then it's alright
when with every day another bit falls away
oh bus its still alright, alright, alright
and like words together we can make some sense
much more than this
way beyond imagination
much more than this
beyond the stars
with my head so full
so full of fractured pictures
and i'm all there
right next to you
so much more than this
there is something else there
when all that you had has all gone
and more than this
i'm alone
feeling so connected
and i'm all there right next to you
more than this
more than this
more than this
more than this
Signal To Noise
you know the way that things go
when what you fight for starts to fall
and in that fuzzy picture
he writing stands out on the wall
so clearly on the wall
Nusrat qwalli section
send out the signals deep and loud
and in this place, can you reassure me
with a touch, a smile - while the cradle's burning
all the while the world is turning to noise
oh the more that it's surrounding us
the more that it destroys
turn up the signal
wipe out the noise
Nusrat qwalli section
send out the signal deep and loud
man i'm losing sound and sight
of all those who can tell me wrong from right
when all things beautiful and bright
sink in the night
yet there's still something in my heart
that can find a way
to make a start
to turn up the signal
wipe out the noise
wipe out the noise
wipe out the noise
you know that's it
you know that's it
you know that's it
receive and transmit
receive and transmit
receive and transmit
you know that's it
you know that's it
receive and transmit
you know that's it
you know that's it
receive and transmit