A ghostly presence is behind my chair
living where no one living dare.
Can you feel the standing of hairs?
A tingle behind your ear?
well that just means they are here.
Who needs ghost radar when you have a sense of where they are
it’s a bleep on the standing of a hair
a hairy ghost radar
a voice in your left ear.
Lets all haunt those who haunt us
before we go there.
Before our names end up on a stone standing for hundreds of years.
Maybe we are the ghosts living life not knowing where.