Genesis - Fly on a Windshield SongtextThere'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
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Writer(s): Peter Gabriel, Phil Collins, Anthony George Banks, Steve Hackett, Mike Rutherford Copyright: Phil Collins Ltd., Real World Music Ltd., Stephen Hackett Ltd., Imagem Music Nl, Rutherford Michael Ltd. Lyrics powered by www.musiXmatch.com
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