When I die put my bones in an empty street To remind me of how it used to be Don’t write my name on a stone Bring a Coleman lantern and the radio Cleveland game and two fishing poles And watch with me from the shore Ghostly steel and iron ore ships coming home

www.youtube.com/watch?v=CG6gpwYH1DM

Made me think of this. Apologies in advance. Now to find a distraction from the melancholy it always elicits.