Burning Both Ends - Silver Spoon

It was a picture perfect postcard day

When I followed her down the road,

A day to get to heaven, a day to drop your load

And as I walk down smiling on the street

I heard again the words she’d said to me:

You know I am burning, they say

It’s better to burn out than it is to rust

So I am burning darling, away

The gravel and the dust,

I am burning both ends,

And if I don’t last the day,

Tell my friends of the light

When I was burning away

On such a really picture postcard day

We went the longest road,

Thru places where we had lived,

Thru places we had roamed

And when at last we got where we should be

I heard again the words she’d said to me:

And so I am burning, they say

It’s better to burn out than to fade away

So I am burning darling, today,

And I know that it won’t last,

I am burning both ends,

And as I may not last the day,

Tell my friends of the light

When I was burning away

It was a really perfect postcard day

When she went down to her last home,

A perfect day to get some rest,

A day like seldom come

And as the ground was closing and she was set free

I heard again the words she’d said to me:

And now I am burning, they say

It’s better to burn out than just disappear

I am burning darling, away

It’s getting dark but I have no fear

I am burning both ends,

And as I won’t last the day,

Tell my friends of the flames

When I was burning away