Room 54

As she moved in the cramp, dingy, damp space her heart pounding, her muscles tightened with fear All she knew she had to do is find the key to room 54. When her eyes could weep no more, she could only feel anguish and hurt somewhere in the distance, she hears her witch sisters cry All the comfort you are looking for is in room 54. She found herself drowning in self-doubt for all around her were people who practiced hate and loathe And again, she could hear those wild mustangs in her head say you were born free, find your freedom in room 54. Years and years of conditioning and pleasing Broke loose when she finally realized Room 54 is not a place that can be touched or lived in It was inside her. Then her chains broke free Her witch sisters swirled to the melodies of the woods the wild mustangs finally rode into clouds of glory And she never needed the key to room 54.