Tigers Jaw - Lodging lyrics

Diane, I know that I'm just a baby I've found the door, it makes sense to me In my room with curtains drawn In my world, there's something wrong Black timing, I see the truth In my lodging, I've thought it through And I suppose you put the needle on the record When there's a setting sun, it takes strength to remember The aftermath, the smiling bag That the lodge is black Where's Pulaski at? Where's Jacobi at? I was told, twenty years ago On the Northern shore Bob unfolds No more, I implore