Between the things we see and the thing we feel
Sometime there is no explanation, for things that sometimes occur
Everyone always look for science, so we can make sure it is real
A lot of us believing, science will explain the things we sometimes endure.
We are not yet willing to except, some of us have a sixth sense
Something that that can only be explained by the supernatural
Some feel things, others see, others hear, but some we can never convince
Those not willing to accept things, because science, these things are not allowed.
There are no scientific explanations, for some of us that possess this sixth sense
We only know things occur, no explanation is needed
To tell us between life and death there remains a fence
To us the proof of this is deeply seeded.
When we feel the cold of a passed over loved one
Catching a glimpse of someone who has died, one we once loved
There's no way to explain if you hear them, usually the feeling we get I one of being stunned
'I like to think they are letting us know their soul is as free as a dove.
Telling us, they are alright from the dimension they had to leave us to go to
Saying to us physical life goes on, but the soul is infinite and it will never die
The sixth sense, I think we all possess, but other's abilities are very sharp, a special chosen few.
The chosen few have no reason as to ask why.
The sixth sense, one wonders if it is a gift, or something demonic, from the very depths of hell
This ability I believe everyone has and they should except it with open arms
It's very special to hear from someone, that has passed over to death's unending veil
The sixth sense, maybe a way for our deceased loved one to let us know they are fine will not be harmed.
