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Paroles "Fly On A Windshield (2008 Digital Remaster)" - Genesis

There's something solid forming in the air,
The wall of death is lowered in Times Square.
No-one seems to care,
They carry on as if nothing was there.
The wind is blowing harder now,
Blowing dust into my eyes.
The dust settles on my skin,
Making a crust I cannot move in
And I'm hovering like a fly, waiting for the windshield on the freeway.

Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC

ANTHONY GEORGE BANKS, PHILLIP DAVID CHARLES COLLINS, PETER BRIAN GABRIEL, STEPHEN RICHARD HACKETT, MICHAEL RUTHERFORD