I used to live in this 110 year old house in Chilliwack here, and it was very
haunted. Anything that could possibly fall off anything would fall, always.
So I wrote this song about the ghost in my attic, exploring the idea that it
could all just be in my head and just every day anxieties.
Lyrics
I think think there’s a ghost living above me
I know because I met all of my neighbours and
There’s no unit above me
Insulation and static, oh its just an attic
Dust and 2 by fours
Or is it a gateway, to hell to some bad place
There’s no way to be sure
Well he’s stomping around day in and out
How can I get him to stop it, if I can’t talk to ghosts
And the ghost busters aren’t real, the ghostbusters aren’t real
Insulation and static, oh its just an attic
Dust and 2 by fours
Or is it a gateway, to hell to some bad place
There’s no way to be sure
Or is it a squatter, broken comroader
Someone left behind
Or is it my feelings, my anxieties
So breathe because its just
Insulation and static, oh its just an attic
Dust and 2 by fours