Fly On A Windshield

Tradução

Genesis

Compositor: Mike Rutherford / Peter Gabriel / Phil Collins / Steve Hackett / Tony Banks

There´s something solid forming in the air,
and 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 Im hovering like a fly,
waiting for the windshield on the freeway.