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It´s Out of this World (2078)

Electro Pop, Future Pop

January 7, 2026

It’s Out of This World imagines a future where urgency has quietly disappeared. Set in the year 2078, the song does not focus on technology, progress, or spectacle. Instead, it looks at what everyday life feels like when nothing is missing and nothing is waiting. Birds are louder than the streets, trains still run on time, nothing buzzes in our pockets, and time slips by without demanding attention. Rather than treating this future as a loss, the song frames it as a shift. When systems are no longer built around survival or pressure, the central question changes. Work is no longer the measure of worth, and productivity is no longer the default purpose. What remains is choice. The repeated question “What do we do?” captures this moment of openness — a space where meaning is no longer imposed, but must be created. As the song unfolds, the question becomes more personal. In the final chorus, “What do we do?” turns into “What do you do?” The listener is no longer observing a world from the outside, but standing inside it. The song offers no instructions and no conclusions. It allows the uncertainty to remain, trusting the listener to fill the space with their own answer. It’s Out of This World is neither utopian nor dystopian. It does not argue for or against progress, automation, or change. It treats them as background conditions, already settled. The focus stays human — on time, attention, presence, and connection. In a world that no longer demands constant effort, the song suggests that meaning may come not from doing more, but from choosing carefully. The closing line brings the perspective into focus: in this world, we will need us. Not as workers, not as consumers, but as people — navigating a future where freedom is no longer something to earn, but something to understand.

Electro Pop, Future Pop

January 7, 2026

LYRICS FOR YOUR HIT

In this future, nothing is waiting.

It’s out of this world  
In twenty seventy-eight  
Everything for everybody  
What do we do?  
WHAT DO WE DO?

Birds louder than the streets  
Trains still run, nobody’s late  
Nothing’s buzzing in our pockets  
Time slips without a sound  

Old signs fading on the walls  
Names that don’t mean much at all  
They built a world that wouldn’t break  
Guess they left it on and walked away  

I thought freedom would feel amazing  
Turns out it’s softer than I thought  

It’s out of this world  
In twenty seventy-eight  
Everything for everybody  
What do we do?  
WHAT DO WE DO?

I show up late, nobody minds  
Leave early, nothing falls apart  
Mondays feel like any other night  
I call it a day when it feels right  

Machines are deep beneath the calm  
Carrying weight we dropped long gone  
They gave us time we couldn’t buy  
So we just spend it hanging out  

If nothing’s missing, nothing’s due  
So why does this feel kind of new?


It’s out of this world  
In twenty seventy-eight  
Everything for everybody  
What do we do?  
WHAT DO WE DO?

I thought “having it all” would land somewhere  
Turns out you just stand there  
No hunger left, no finish line  
Nothing big, but still feels right  


It’s out of this world  
In twenty seventy-eight  
Everything for everybody  
So what do you do?  
WHAT DO YOU DO?

In this world, we will need us.