The room of mystery’s 

In the room of suns, I put a dark blanket over my head. 

In the room of Leafs I hide while I’m in disbelief. 

In the room of ants, I dance while there in my pants. 

In the room of confusion, you will be confused of everything. 

In the room of beds, the beds are not soft at ALL. 

In the room of clouds, I sit on the softest one as I fall asleep. 

In the room of ships, I ride one as it sways side to side