„Well, I wonder which song they’re gonna play when we go.
I hope it’s something quiet and minor and peaceful and slow.
When we float out into the ether, into the Everlasting Arms,
I hope we don’t hear Marley’s chains we forged in life.
[…]
Young boys, young girls,
Ain’t supposed to die on a Saturday night.“
The ’59 Sound, The Gaslight Anthem
