Zen Light

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Story

The idea for this emerged while stuck in traffic at the intersection of Highland and Center Avenue in the East Liberty section of Pittsburgh. A good friend in the passenger’s seat counseled, “John, it’s time to be Zen-like.”

If you're anything like me, I get a little impatient and occasionally emit expletives behind the wheel of an automobile. Okay, to be honest, I emit a LOT of obscenities while driving!

Patience is definitely not one of my virtues and I tend to get behind schedule, running late as I scurry around town for errands, deadlines, business meetings, appointments and even worse, gigs.

In contrast to the more rational, left-brained, laid-back mode I engage whenever possible, I seem to "meet my shadow," the dark side of my persona as Carl Jung calls it, when I encounter traffic jams.

Lyrics

I’m stuck at a red

Dyin’ for a green light

I got to move on

It’s time for the zen light

 

Been lost dry as a bone

Low on gas all alone

I need to know the past is gone

And life is moving

 

My body shakes

I pump the breaks

Grip gets tight

Fever climbs

Thoughts get loud

Engine pounds

Accelerates

 

Chorus

 

I want to dream out on the edge

I never know what happens next

A learning mind can only guess

Now the past is burning

 

Where rubber goes

To meet the road

I’ll get the vibe

Enjoy the ride

Embrace my soul

Lose control

My spirit flys

 

Chorus

 

My body shakes

I pump the breaks

Grip gets tight

Fever climbs

Thoughts get loud

Engine pounds

Accelerates

 

Chorus