Fly on a Windshield
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 I'm hovering like a fly, waiting for the
Windshield on the freeway