Burning Herself

Harry Chapin

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[Intro] Am (x4) [Verse 1] She was crazy [She was beautiful] I guess she had to be And I was angry [You were blind] Because I could not see Except for what a cigarette Had done to her skin I should have known the outside Would reveal what was within [Chorus] But she was burning herself And her hair was filled with ashes She was burning herself And her life became her flame She was burning herself And her flame became her passion She was burning herself And her passion.... Her passion was her pain [Verse 2] She was trusting [You could have saved her too] All hope had passed for her And I was lusting [And she gave to you] That’s all I asked of her The marks upon her body And the marks upon her mind I knew I could have erased them If I’d only taken the time [Chorus] But she was burning herself And her hair was filled with ashes She was burning herself And her life became her flame She was burning herself And her flame became her passion She was burning herself And her passion.... Her passion was her pain [Bridge] I never saw her do it I only saw the scars I never could imagine What could make her go that far I wondered was she driven By a desperate need to feel To find out she was really livin’ To discover that her life was real Or was it that the pain Slicin’ through her like a knife Was easier to take Than the emptiest of life Had a strange sense of drama Caught her inside her role Or was she trying to cauterize The cankers on her soul [Outro] I don’t know I don’t know I don’t know Her passion was her pain

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La chanson évoque la souffrance d'une femme qui se détruit progressivement, utilisant la douleur comme une manière d'exprimer des émotions enfouies. Elle semble porter des cicatrices, tant visibles qu'invisibles, qui témoignent d'un passé difficile. Son apparence extérieure reflète les luttes intérieures qu'elle traverse, et il devient évident qu'elle se consume elle-même dans sa quête de passion, même si celle-ci est teintée de douleur. L’ami qui observe ne parvient pas à saisir l'ampleur de sa souffrance et regrette de n'avoir pas su prendre le temps de l'aider. Cette chanson se situe dans un contexte où l'on peut facilement se sentir dépassé par la vie, ce qui pousse certaines personnes à chercher des moyens extrêmes pour gérer leur peine. La lutte contre l’angoisse et la solitude, si souvent refuges d’âmes tourmentées, est ici mise en lumière à travers le portrait poignant d’une femme en quête désespérée de sens.

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