What do you say about dying?

What do you say about dying, that won't cause any undue stress? Some kind of small talk about life, like some secret you could confess? Or how about a bunch of cash, they say you won't be needing? When everyone is wondering, how long can a heart keep beating? Isn't life a little bit strange, with all of the good and the bad? And how it relates hand in hand, to the happy and to the sad? In the end will they remember, all the sacrifices we made? Or like clouds in the summertime, will we just one day fade away?