Euphoria - Fionn Regan

You say your heart’s a glass

Well it shattered on the rocks

I know about the rain

I grew up with it

You found the golden screen

When you stood behind

Your voice continued on

In my mind

The ancient moon and the rising run

With hearts both beating like a drum

How many miles is there to go,

Before we hit the mountain snow?

Euphoria, euphoria

I’m craving your affection

Window won’t you allow,

The light lean on my brow?

I’ve had enough of it

Whatever it is

The ancient moon and the rising run

With hearts both beating like a drum

How many miles is there to go,

Before we taste the midnight snow?

Euphoria, euphoria

I’m peeking in sheep skin

Euphoria, euphoria oh

Euphoria, oh