Go to Your Room
Uploaded by Infone on Oct 04, 1999
I lock the door I am now free,
To do as I please
My friends they have been waiting for me
With a fast flicker of flame
My room is lit with a light darkness
The candle burns with the grace of a dame.
Standing out like earth in the emptiness of space
In my room I am the king and I am the keeper
My television wakes up for me at the push of a button,
She's a restless sleeper.
My good friends the Beastie Boys,
They've been waiting
In my speakers ready to rhythmically rap a rhyme with impact that destroys.
My friends on the bookshelf, Frodo and Bilbo Baggins,
Never speak to me,
Tolkin tells me they're too busy helping wizards and slaying dragons.
The cosy, consolatory, comforting lazy boy chair
Consciously confides with my body
As though swimming in a vat of liquid heat
Tranquillizing volts pulsate through my limbs.
Nature wants to be in my room.
On windy days I see trees leaning, bending, towards it,
Leaves reaching into it.
I just close the glass mouth.
On some days I see her drool dripping down the windowsill,
Like a cats chin when looking out to sea.
"Go to your Room!"
Gladly.