Make It Spectacular

But the years don't ask if we're prepared; they just leave,
Ready or not, from here.
Make it spectacular, not someday—today.
Because we don't have long here,
So don't waste it standing still.
Make it spectacular, loud enough to feel.
This one short, fleeting moment is the only one that's real.
No one gets to keep the years; they only get to spend them well.
So stop guarding what you're afraid to lose,