Helium

He finally made it on his own The weight that he carried started to float And helloed, it helloed from above Oh, helloed as a hand helloed With a leather glove on A handed-leather-glove Full of helium on And he walked and he walked More than he ever walked Feeling lighter than he ever thought he would Put a day, a month, an year Between him and that old man he once He thought was about to know He followed a smell, and a block he walked Went over the fence on a parking lot What for? to pick something from the floor Oh, no his own glove it was With his own weight on, and he grabbed it on But this time with no Helium on