[Intro]

Six boxes on the timeline.
One arrow to the right.
A cloud above the final box.
A launch date, circled white.

[Verse 1]

Leon stood beside the screen,
the youngest one to chair the room.
He cleared his throat and clicked ahead:
"Legacy retirement," the title said.

[Verse 2]

The CEO leaned back and smiled:
"The market will not wait a while.
Our partners need a modern sign.
Let's close this out by quarter nine."

[Verse 3]

Architecture became a shape:
one arrow thick, one launch-day date.
No data paths, no edge-case list —
just one clean future, blue and crisp.

[Pre-Chorus]

One week to map it, one to build,
one for testing, one that's filled
with training, launch, and hollow praise.
The last week waits for what it breaks.

[Chorus]

Six Weeks to the Cloud —
say the number, say it proud.
Draw the arrow straight and wide,
put the old world on one side.
Six Weeks to the Cloud —
no exception is allowed.

[Verse 4]

Mara asked about the stores.
Priya asked about the doors.
Finance raised a careful hand:
"Which exchange rates does it command?"

[Verse 5]

Leon scrolled to risk and cost.
Every danger had been glossed.
Green meant solved and amber meant
a follow-up email never sent.

[Verse 6]

Klaus stood silent by the wall,
his old badge barely seen at all.
"The Beast has roots beneath this chart."
The CEO said, "Then cut that part."

[Chorus]

Six Weeks to the Cloud —
bring the consultants, gather round.
Move the tables, change the host,
call the hardest problem closed.
Six Weeks to the Cloud —
every doubt is drowned in sound.

[Break]

Owner: Leon.
Status: green.
Risk: accepted.
Meaning: unseen.

[Bridge]

Klaus marked seven paths in red:
payroll, stock, the loading shed,
the gate, the lights, the badge, the door —
Leon copied six. Not seven.

[Build-up]

The calendar fills.
The budget freezes.
The statement launches.
The panic rises.

[Final Chorus]

Six Weeks to the Cloud —
now the countdown speaks aloud.
Every promise signed and filed,
every warning reconciled.
Six Weeks to the Cloud —
management will call it confidence.

[Outro]

Six boxes on the timeline.
One arrow to the right.
A green cursor in the corner
blinked seven times that night.