Placuit est
Saltivit est

hello, goodbye
i know the time will come
when every song is sung
and nothing can be said
to take us past the last.

i can smell you as i sit,
i’m sorry, so sorry
that i wash
away
the day,
i mean to live forever
but time has shrugged
and now you’re gone.

of all the favourite things
that touched upon your soul
which one made you wish
that, most of all,
you could talk to the animals?

i know that others
you will miss,
i’m sorry for their loss

please speak to me again one time
we’ll try:

remember how we talked
we planned
we played
we laughed
we cried
remember how we walked
often just a step
as many times but two

and always,
every moment,
we spoke of nothing
and everything
we knew.