Clackity clack
A message from me
Clickity click
A message to keys
Whose past that was wasted
On all the time spent playing
Tik, tik
Clocks on screens
Click tick
They don't mean
Anything in the present
When our eyes are stuck on tok
Tap snap
Hands on face
Whip clip
Those hands do spin
To gears that make eternity
A future that could be sin
Mouse, keys
Games we play
Lights bright
Choices we make
To live within the present
Or waste away in numbers
Buttons or peccadillos?
