Better To Burn

I tried to cover what mattered most

Endless dose from my own ghost

Holy wind blowing right on in things I should have been

Coldness of night

Inside winters sleep

Disturbing what's right

Better to burn

Better to leave it all in the dirt (in the dirt)

Wounds that mend

Throwing caution to the wind (to the wind)

To the wind of the settled signs

On the end of the losing kind

In that voice it bleeds again

Shadows luck to remind my winds

Things I should have been

Coldness of night

Inside winters sleep disturbing what's right

Better to burn

Better to leave it all in the dirt (in the dirt)

Wounds that mend

Throwing caution to the wind (to the wind)

To the wind

To the wind

Fill my lungs with summers rain

Designs of my escape through the endless drain

Where I'd rather lose myself to the oceans'

Waves and swallow the tears of the Sun

Death's one last claim

Better to burn

Better to leave it all in the dirt (in the dirt)

Wounds that mend

Throwing caution to the wind (to the wind)

To the wind

To the wind