Red Lights, Green Lights, (all the way through)
Run red lights, run green, run through
streets lined with mirrors falling apart.
Kids swing bats in these streets with frowns.
But the day is yours for the taking,
if only to see how far it can go.
If only to see the other side of the sun.
But muddy makeup kits can conceal the sun
from shining through.
and those kids with bats take you apart
wherever you go.
You could never stand to slide down their frowns
though the day was yours for the taking.
And you found yourself always doing the taking,
always seeing, but never sharing the sun.
You must share the sun before you go–
before you run all the way through–
red lights, green lights, mirrors falling apart.
Did you look? Did you see their frowns?
They wear them like gowns, their frowns.
Like nights of prom picture taking.
Dress up in them quickly, on they go,
brazen and bold like the sun.
Tripping and teasing they run all the way through–
scraping knees and cheeks, they fall apart.
On the concrete of the streets, torn apart
by poorly placed highways and frowns–
Red, green, lights run through
casting rays of flashing light like the sun.
Still, the day is yours for the taking.
On you go.
On you go
Like the concrete of the streets, torn apart.
Dancing like a maniac in light of their frowns.
Singing like a soldier in light of the sun.
Still, you are mine for the taking,
for the running of lights all the way through.
Taking apart their frowns
they fall into the sun.
They go running red lights, green lights, all the way through.