My room is just a room
Until I press power, hit play
Turn it up louder
The frames on my bookshelves shake
Now it's loud enough
Add stomps, claps, snaps
Voice
Jump and yell
Shout back at the 10-year-old speakers
I'm louder
No other sound than the music
No hurtful, intruding, annoying voices
Knock at the door
Question?
Answer in song
Close that door at the end of a measure
Suck my sounds, my drums, back in
It's a vacuum, nothing escapes
It just fills up, until sound is lapping at the ceiling
Turn it up one more
Now it's a tank and I'm floating
Nothing but chords and choruses
Holding me up
I can move freely
In my own sound
Now this room is mine