My life will last the time of my song,
But that won’t be long.
Death has come; Charon’s here for my soul
I guess I have to say good-bye after all

Do you remember the song when we first met?
Perhaps the song that was playing when I left
Now this is where,
This is where

This is where we’ve ended —
But tell me my friend, you so young,
Will you remember what I have sung?

d.b