This is the song I listened to over and over after Robert's funeral. It will always remind me of those haunting feelings, trying to come to terms that Robert was now in a box, ready to be put six feet under. It reminds me of how badly I wanted Chris to cry. He looked so normal. Carrying his friend's casket to his grave, he looked so calm. I just wanted to grab him and hold him and beg him to let it all out. But he had it so together. I guess I wanted him to cry so I could justify feeling so upset, given that I didn't know Robert nearly as well as Chris did. Anyway, the point is, don't listen to songs you love at terrible, terrible moments of your life. You'll never hear them the same way.