ONE AND THE SAME

Words byZan, tune roughly similar to the Twin Peaks theme
by Angelo Badalamenti

When the wind in the trees makes a sound like the seas in your dream
And the voice from the void speaks of owls that are not what they seem
There's a game being played and the stakes have been laid
And no-one's to blame
For the White Lodge and the Black Lodge
Are one and the same.

In the eyes of a blonde filled with secrets and fond of the night
There are clues to be gained from the fusion of pain and delight
Then the king makes his move and the agent must prove
He was not in the frame
And the good guys and the bad guys
Are one and the same.

But the story's cut short and our final resort is to guess
For the money ran out with the outcome in doubt
So it goes, more or less.

So we wait to this day for an ending that may never come
And we all theorise, was the deputy wise or just dumb?
While the man with the answers moves on to new chances:
That's the price of fame
For the studio's plans and the dreams of the fans
Are just moves in the game
But the meaning is there, if we want, if we dare,
To give it a name,
For the White Lodge and the Black Lodge
Are one and the same
One and the same
One and the same...