This sounds to me like suicide and a response. How someone who felt like no one gave a shit about them rises above into heaven. But the problem is that the people who are left behind have to live with the pain.
To me it says: I wanted to be, but couldn't. So I left everyone.
And the reply is: Look. 6 million people keep going, I keep going, the answer wasn't death. its fighting on. And now you're gone and you've left me with this pain and I'll close my eyes and as the curtains draw I think I hear you because you left, but you left a mark, and I keep going. And I tell your story and I can't care because you're gone.
This sounds to me like suicide and a response. How someone who felt like no one gave a shit about them rises above into heaven. But the problem is that the people who are left behind have to live with the pain.
To me it says: I wanted to be, but couldn't. So I left everyone.
And the reply is: Look. 6 million people keep going, I keep going, the answer wasn't death. its fighting on. And now you're gone and you've left me with this pain and I'll close my eyes and as the curtains draw I think I hear you because you left, but you left a mark, and I keep going. And I tell your story and I can't care because you're gone.