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