death on a g string

i woke up trying to recompose the dialogue that introduces the great gig in the sky. it goes like this:

“And I am not frightened of dying.

Any time will do,  I don’t mind.

Why should I be frightened of dying?

There’s no reason for it,  you’ve gotta go sometime.”

“If you can hear this whispering you are dying.”

“I never said I was frightened of dying.”

Did she hear it ? Too bad she won’t answer. Rest in peace.