Red Light, Green Light

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Through early morning dark I see,
Visions of, what just can't be,
The big white bug, the ghostly tree,
Have been there for eternity

The bright red light that you survey,
In strong daylight will go away,
That light is dead, the engine, too,
It's life has passed as all things do

That traffic light up on Main Street,
It shines so bright, it's got me beat
There is no light up there you see,
With traffic flow there is no need

So just what can that green light be?
The question keeps on haunting me,
It seems to be up near the sky,
It burns so strong, though hung so high

The streetlight's glow will dim real soon,
As daylight creeps across my room,
And when it does it will reveal,
Just what the dark and fog conceal

And when it does I'll wonder why,
The green light's gone, not in the sky,
The green light's gone, where can it be?
The question will keep haunting me.