What can there be
In the face of elephant's memory?
And how to make sense
Of what will never be?
How do we choose our words
If it all could be erased?
What will be the first
And the lasting stage?

There's a Black Lodge in the sky
Is there hope left in your heart?
Chasing ghosts who have not died
We lose the ones who are close by

So I'm left without
The song at my corе
I watched it suffer
Defеnding itself on the cutting room floor
Is there hope
Of any surprise?
Or is there still something dark
That covers our eyes?

There's a Black Lodge in the sky
Is there hope left in your heart?
Chasing ghosts who have not died
We lose the ones who are close by

There's a Black Lodge in the sky
Is there hope left in your heart?
Chasing ghosts who have not died
We lose the ones who are close by
There's a Black Lodge in the sky
Is there hope left in your heart?

There's a Black Lodge in the sky
There's a Black Lodge in your heart
There's a Black Lodge in the sky
There's a Black Lodge in your heart
There's a Black Lodge in the sky
There's a Black Lodge in your heart
There's a Black Lodge in the sky
There's a Black Lodge in your heart
There's a Black Lodge in the sky
There's a Black Lodge in your heart