#174 (of 365) "Cemetry Gates" The Smiths

Freshman year of college I got really into The Smiths and when I hear this song all I think about is traveling around the campus with my Sony Walkman-style (knockoff) headphones, the glory of this music and my own world of possibilities ahead of me, and things are better now--life is just better now with the experience of, well, everything, but yeah sometimes I miss this part of my life. Walking around campus on a dreaded sunny day, dreaming of a better life that would eventually come.

A dreaded sunny day
So I meet you at the cemetery gates
Keats and Yeats are on your side
A dreaded sunny day
So I meet you at the cemetery gates
Keats and Yeats are on your side
While Wilde is on mine
So we go inside and we gravely read the stones
All those people, all those lives
Where are they now?
With loves, and hates and passions just like mine
They were born and then they lived and then they died
It seems so unfair, I want to cry

"Cemetry Gates" - The Smiths // The Queen is Dead (1986)