From Genesis (the supergroup, album 'The Lamb Lies Down on Broadway')
Theres something solid forming in the air,
the wall of death is lowered in Time Sqare,
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 a windshield on the freeway
Posted on isles pictures at 09:28
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beautiful pictures !
dirkie from flanders (belgium)
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