Lyrics Tides - Bad Moves

Tides

I know you’re leaving tomorrow
And this is just the comfort of the living room
You don’t raise your pen from the crossword
We don’t say a thing the whole afternoon
Sit down, explore a common intersection
Look down, you see a problem that you can’t avoid
Four down, sparks some nervous apprehension
Calm down, it’s just a window to your fragile mind
And you’re having a good time
But the clue says, «You alright?»
Maybe this all ends up fine
Or maybe it’s the end of time
We’re still having a good time
We’re still having a good time
Maybe this all ends up fine
We’re still having a good time
We’re still having a good time
Or maybe it’s the end of time
Each circled letter in the crossword spells out
A techno-utopian highway, top down
This subprime survival is our shared truth now
Try these three:
Tent-cityscape views
Self-driving exhaust fumes
Co-working communes