"Euphoria" lyrics - RONNIE HAWKINS AND THE HAWKS

I've been the architect of my own torpor
Been the victim of a restless heart
I'm not a bitter man, but I can feel the cold descending tremors start
But I've got a will to powerful persuasion
Scrawling "Basta" 'til the spray can bleeds
A manifesto, like so many things, is the collective conscious plea
Of a deep, unconscious need for
Euphoria

I see a tragi-comic tale unfolding
See your bitter-sweet mythology
A living body of casual tenderness and possibilities
But a hangin' judge presides, abides, inside you
You're a failure in your own green eyes
So I'm gonna cover myself in mirrors
And show you how you look in mine
If the reflection helps you find your
Euphoria

It's a thin, shimmering ghost
Neglected by those determined morose
It's not where you would suppose
It's under your nose euphoria