Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Brock Lindow
Vocals
Steve Holt
Guitar
Kyle Baltus
Drums
36 Crazyfists
Performer
Mick Whitney
Bass Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brock Lindow
Lyrics
Steve Holt
Lyrics
Kyle Baltus
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Steve Holt
Producer
Gentry Studer
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
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
Writer(s): Brock Nicholas Lindow, Steven Matthew Holt
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