Red Lights

In my car, just driving along, But every light is going wrong. Green to red, there's a fun cue, In this traffic game, I always lose. The radio's playing my favorite tune, Stuck at red, feels like a monsoon. Drumming my fingers in a rhythmic beat, In this parade of red, I can't compete. Red light, red light, again and again, In this stop and go, when will it end? Feels like hours, maybe days, In this red light maze, a constant haze. Rush hour's a joke, it's always the same, In the traffic slow dance, a frustrating game. Tick tock, the clock's marking my stay, Stuck at another light, in dismay. Around me, cars honk in a symphonic spree, In this urban storm, no one's free. Red light, red light, again and again, In this stop and go, when will it end? Then a thought strikes, in this standstill sea, The store's just a stroll, why isn't it clear to me? I've been circling around, in a pointless quest, When walking's the way, to beat this test. So I pull over, let go of the wheel, Embrace the sidewalk, a better deal. Just a block away, the market's in sight, Could've walked from the start, skipped the red light fight. In this simple walk, I find my pace, Sometimes slow steps win the race. In this simple walk, I find my pace, Sometimes slow steps win the race!