[Verse 1] The light turns green and you don't move Your hands grip the wheel but your mind's in a groove— Scrolling through something that simply can't wait While I'm here communing with the virtue of fate The cars behind me start to hum A symphony of patience, chrome, and gum Your brake lights blaze like a warning sign And I begin my slow ascent to the divine [Pre-Chorus] (The light is green) The light is green (The light is green) I'm not angry, I'm transcendent [Chorus] This is green light meditation A sacred sitting situation— Your phone's the priest, I'm the congregation Waiting for your illumination The moment stretches, infinite and still My blood pressure's climbing, but it's part of the deal (Breathe in, breathe out, let it go...) This is green light meditation The universe's favorite frustration [Verse 2] Three seconds pass, then four, then more I can see your face reflected in your store Of selfies, messages, and TikTok streams— You're curating a life that only exists in dreams The light will turn and you'll emerge Glance around like you've just caught the surge Shrug at the horns, at the choir of me As if this all transpired accidentally [Pre-Chorus] (The light is green, the light is green...) I'm not furious, I'm enlightened! [Chorus] This is green light meditation A sacred, sitting situation— Your phone's the priest, I'm the congregation Waiting for your illumination The moment stretches, infinite and still My spirit's ascending against my will (It's fine, it's fine, you're fine...) This is green light meditation The universe's favorite frustration [Bridge] I have concluded that the light is not green— It's a suggestion, a pastoral scene A gentle recommendation to proceed Which you've declined with admirable speed Your phone has taught me patience I don't own Your indifference has set me free (Free, free, set free...) I'm not here anymore. I'm nowhere to be [Verse 3] The light turns red. The trance is done You hit the gas like you've already won As if acceleration compensates For thirty souls you've held at heaven's gates And I'm right back where I started from— Incandescent, righteous, overcome Knowing perfectly that tomorrow at noon I'll be here again in this same cartoon [Final Chorus] This is green light meditation A sacred, sitting situation— Your phone's the prophet, I'm the patient Lost in this green-lit gestation The moment stretches, infinite and small Your ignorance is beautiful. I'm done fighting at all (Green, green, nothing's green...) This is green light meditation The universe's favorite frustration [Outro] The light turns green And we don't move The light turns green And we don't move Again
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