Wrong Timeline

Revolution

“This song is written from the perspective of someone fading — from chronically ill to unresponsive — a final letter in the words they can’t speak. It’s not a goodbye note by choice, and it’s not a suicide note, though it may sound like one. If you’ve ever felt like your voice was lost, I hope this reminds you that your story still matters. You are not alone. If you’re struggling with thoughts of suicide, please reach out — dial 988 in the U.S. for the Suicide & Crisis Lifeline. Your life is worth holding on to 👻”

One Last Letter

“This song is to all the kids out there. It’s the exact conversation I shared with my son at the end of the pier one night — nearly word for word. Dedicated to him, and to every young soul out there searching for direction. Be the fire no storm can drown out. Be the one light the lost will seek. You already have the vision. Now walk in it 👻”

Son (One Light)

“They say she still walks the water’s edge in her wedding dress, waiting for a groom who never came. Some nights the fog carries her song, soft and low, over the bayou. If you follow the voice, you may not come back 👻”

Concept by Jimmy Philyaw — a long-time friend, bandmate, and our rock on bass. A true local of Boggy Boy, he brought this story to life. Jimmy, cool story bro… tell it again!”

The Bride of Boggy Bayou

“This song is for the ones who feel invisible. For the quiet, the overlooked, the ones carrying scars no one asks about. Every mask eventually slips, but you don’t have to hide here. I see you — every flaw, every fire, every truth. And if no one else ever does, I do 👻”

I See You

Songwriter’s statement:
Emotional. Honest. Unforgettable.
I write for the ones who feel too much
and say too little.

Every lyric is a pulse from the past—
a moment survived,
a truth unearthed,
a voice rising from the quiet.

My sound lives between the lines:
emo-alt, post-hardcore, spoken word, ambient rap,
acoustic soul stitched to deep 808s.
Some tracks bleed confession.
Others haunt like ghost stories you never told.

Whether I sign my name
or leave it as Ghost Penn,
these songs were never meant for charts—
they’re for the hearts still beating
under the weight of life, love, and trauma.

If you’ve ever wandered through silence,
searched for your reflection in a song,
or needed to know you’re not the only one—

you’ve already heard me.
At least, that’s what I hope for when I write.

This is the echo chamber.
The house of pain.
The home of Ghost.
Where humility and confidence live in the same breath.

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🔒 Respect my Work. Protect the Voice.

All songs, lyrics, and recordings shared here are original works by the artist, Chris Pennington.
They are protected under intellectual property law.
Please do not reuse, reproduce, remix, or distribute anything without written permission.

I’m not seeking promoters, managers, or industry shortcuts.
I’m just writing what I feel—hoping it helps someone else feel too.
If my music resonates with you, and you let me know…
That’s enough to keep me going.

Thank you for listening.

-Chris

Wrong Timeline

Chris Pennington (aka Ghost Penn)