歌词
There's something solid forming in the air,
空气中的某些东西正在形成
The wall of death is lowered in Times Square.
死亡之墙在时代广场被降下
No-one seems to care,
没有人看起来为之担心
They carry on as if nothing was there.
他们匆匆行走无暇顾及
The wind is blowing harder now,
风吹得更加猛烈
Blowing dust into my eyes.
我的眼里吹进了灰尘
The dust settles on my skin,
灰尘将我的皮肤覆盖
Making a crust I cannot move in
形成一个我无法生活的外壳
And I'm hovering like a fly, waiting for the windshield on the freeway.
我如苍蝇一样在高速公路上盘旋，等待着风将我笼罩
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