sane folk

Nothing to say I can't reach out
Take hold of a hand that's not there
No one need know I'm pretending
Not looking for sane folk to stare

No one can tell what I'm thinking
When I'm talking to nothing but air
You'll likely think I am just singing
Not looking for sane folk to care

Not looking for sane folk to question
Or try to retrain my strange mind
I live in a world with ghosts in it
Not looking for sane folk to mind

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