Clack, clack, clack

Clack, clack, clack.
my fingers run across the keyboard,
they type rapidly.
my imagination keeps growing and growing,
more and more pages appear.
more lines.
more words.
more paragraphs.
appearing out of thin air..

Go on shake it up, what you gotta lose?
Gonna make your luck with the life you choose.
If you want it all, lay it on the line.
It’s the only life you got, so you gotta live it big time.

life is short and simple,
so make every moment count.
it's the one thing that you can count on,
the one thing you can be.

:) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :)