[Intro] Unroll the paper. Clear the wall. Give me twelve white metres all. Pin my corners, smooth my face. I contain the coming days. [Verse] I was born from workshop notes, Assumptions, estimates and votes, From coloured blocks and careful hands, The future rendered into bands. I know the hour the code will freeze. I know when testing will release. I know the week the users train. I know the launch, the cost, the gain. [Chorus] I am the Gantt Chart Prophecy, Every date arranged for me, Every arrow claims to see What has not yet come to be. Hang your confidence on me— I remain your certainty. [Verse] My forty-seven arrows run From work not started to work done, My critical path is crimson thread, Through teams reassigned and servers dead. I hold a training course in June For software due in late monsoon, I show acceptance signed in March By someone who resigned in March. [Female Vocal] You speak in boxes, not in breath. You have no field for doubt or depth. You show a line, but not the cost When one delayed decision's lost. [Male Vocal] I show the plan that was approved. I do not know when people moved. I am the future you required. Do not blame the chart you hired. [Instrumental Break] [Bridge] The organ counts in seven beats— July folds into April's frame. The five-note phrase begins to climb, The final note falls out of time. [Soft Verse] Irene stands beneath the sheet, Its paper curls above her feet, A tiny mark beside a row Says "baseline subject to review." She finds a cell concealed in grey: "Contingency: minus eighteen days." The prophecy was never wrong. They changed the measure all along. [Build-up] The chart declares the launch complete Before the systems ever meet. It prints the future, line by line, Then asks the present to comply. [Final Chorus] I am the Gantt Chart Prophecy, Every false dependency, Every borrowed certainty Drawn as inevitability. When the Phoenix fails to fly— Change the month, but keep me high. [Outro] The office empties. Paper sways. One arrow loosens from the page. It points beyond the final row To somewhere no report can show.