Proposal 03 – Shrine to the Inevitable Death of Steven Morrissey
4000 Woodland Avenue
"A dreaded sunny day
So I meet you at the cemetery gates
John Fraser is on your side While Wilson Eyre 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"