Walters

You made your mark on me You laid your past to sleep No other might worry Alone, but not alive Anyone else would slit from sleeve to shoulder Anyone else would not deserve your life It seems that all lines convalesce beyond your side It's sense that all I've worried for is vain Larry climbs into his lawn chair Waves a goodbye Unties from the post Races towards the sky Takes a sip out of his beer and says, "It looks amazing" He said it looks amazing Climbs until he can't think Can't hear a sound Shoots out the balloons and falls to the ground Jumps out off of his chair and says, "It was amazing" He said it was amazing Get me down Let me down Get me down Now that I'm miles above you here Did I snap the last thread of all my fears? Is there nothing left for me to do? Is there nothing left for me to do? Is there nothing left for me to do? Went out on a hike and he never came back again