[Verse 1] Robots will look after the houses Folding up the clothes by themselves Fridge talking quiet to the shower Making tiny plans on a shelf
Super cars outside in the driveway Blink once Wake up on their own They look after maps and the traffic Following each other back home
[Chorus] Super cars will think Will think Talking while the city drinks They will connect Connect Turning every red to green instead Maybe we will Maybe we will Meet in the middle of a still dry hill Might not rain Might not rain But the clouds still call our names
[Verse 2] Coffee in a cup by the bedside Warmed up before we awake Calendar is humming in the kitchen Shifting all the meetings we make
Super cars circling the corner Headlights trading quiet advice Whispering our faces to each other Choosing us a faster Softer ride
[Chorus] Super cars will think Will think Talking while the city drinks They will connect Connect Turning every red to green instead Maybe we will Maybe we will Meet in the middle of a still dry hill Might not rain Might not rain But the clouds still call our names (oh)
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Glassy electro-pop with tight synth arps and warm pads under steady mid-tempo drums, male vocals. Verses stay clipped and robotic with vocoder doubles; chorus blooms into wide stereo harmonies and a pulsing bass. Subtle risers into each hook, last chorus lifts with extra octave vocal and bright shimmer reverb.