[Intro]

The first clear screen.
Four notes rise and hold.
Project Phoenix opens.
No one explains where to begin.

[Verse]

Mar-tah takes the testing chair.
The new release is waiting there.
She sees the client, sees the date,
Sees one clear action and its state.

She changes Tuesday into ten,
Checks the total, saves, and sends.
The timer stops at forty-eight.
"Was that the task? Is that complete?"

[Chorus]

The first clear screen:
Nothing buried in between.
Every action states its outcome;
Each status can now be seen.
Phoenix serves the working hands
The old design pushed underneath.

[Verse]

Dean adjusts a worker's role;
He sees the boundary and control.
Eye-sha sends the monthly file
Without her private list beside her.

Support watches tickets fall.
Sales can theme without the sprawl.
Lee-on finds the tools still work,
Though five old tabs did not survive.

[Chorus]

The first clear screen:
A pattern works the second time.
Each choice prepares the next one;
Every label does its job.
Phoenix serves the working hands
Who used to take our blame as theirs.

[Instrumental Break]

[Heavy Breakdown]

Fourteen blues.
Nine tabs.
One clear action.
Forty-eight.

[Bridge]

The old riff twists in seven beats;
Then Orbit answers, four beats straight.
The release stays open to change,
Still made to test and made to move.

[Final Chorus]

The first clear screen:
Built from failures caught on tape.
We rebuilt what tests exposed;
Now the task ends without help.
The quiet interface at last:
The first one they could finish with.

[Outro]

Mar-tah sends the task once more.
No hidden menu. No false door.
Four notes settle into place.
The first clear screen.
