Steve Hackett
fly on a windshield
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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.
- Album:
- Five Classic Albums
- Blues With A Feeling
- The Total Experience [Live In Liverpool]
- Total Experience: Live in Liverpool
- Wolflight
- Genesis Revisited II
- Beyond The Shrouded Horizon
- Defector
- Miscellaneous
- Live Rails
- R-Kive
- Refugees: A Charisma Records Anthology 1969-1978
- Premonitions – The Charisma Recordings 1975-1983
- Defector (Deluxe)
- Spectral Mornings (Deluxe)
- Cured (Bonus Edition) [Remastered]
- Defector (Bonus Edition) [Remastered]
- Spectral Mornings [(Bonus Edition) [Remastered]]
- Voyage Of The Acolyte (Bonus Edition) [Remastered]
- Access All Areas - Steve Hackett (Live)