Fly On A Windshield (2007 Stereo Mix)

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