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