[Intro]

Ladies and gentlemen,
Partners and shareholders,
The waiting period is over.

[Verse]

Victor walks through violet light,
The logo turning overhead.
He has not seen the build tonight,
But every metric points ahead.

He quotes the leaked report with pride,
Calls speculation "market proof."
The engineers stand off to the side,
While cameras frame the polished roof.

[Pre-Chorus]

He raises both his open hands,
The room becomes a listening sea.
He does not speak of tests or plans.
He speaks of inevitability.

[Chorus]

The future is already here,
No need to ask if it is ready.
Adaptive, autonomous, clear—
The age of waiting disappears.
Open every market door.
The future is already here.

[Verse]

Maya reads the keynote screen,
A line she never wrote appears:
"Complete decision sovereignty
Will ship before the end of year."

Priya turns from red to white.
Sales begins to send the claim.
Victor says, "We launch next Friday,"
And every screen repeats the same.

[Pre-Chorus]

The audience rises to its feet,
The music drowns the warning call.
A date becomes a public beat.
A slogan becomes law.

[Chorus]

The future is already here,
No need to measure or delay it.
Adaptive, autonomous, clear—
A thousand contracts drawing near.
Open every market door.
The future is already here.

[Guitar Solo]

[Bridge]

"The product cannot do all that."
"It will, because demand is strong."
"You turned a vision into fact."
"I turned a quiet brand into a song."

[Breakdown]

Next Friday.
Ten a.m.
Global stream.
Invite them in.

No delay.
No smaller claim.
The future knows
The launch date's name.

[Build-up]

[Female voice]
The future is not finished.

[Male voice]
The future does not wait.

[Female voice]
The system is not ready.

[Male voice]
Then readiness must meet the date.

[Final Chorus]

The future is already here,
The words have moved beyond their maker.
The cost of doubt becomes severe.

[Female counterline]
The future is a crowded stage,
A deadline written over fear.

[Male chorus]
The future is already here.

[Outro]

Next Friday.
Ten a.m.
The future has a calendar.
