Kyrie
Mr.Mister
Kyrie eleison, kyrie eleison, kyrie
The wind blows hard against this mountain side,
Across the sea into my soul It reaches into where I cannot hide,
Setting my feet upon the road
My heart is old, it holds my memories,
My body burns a gemlike flame Somewhere between the soul and soft machine,
Is where I find myself again
Kyrie eleison, down the road that I must travel Kyrie eleison, through the darkness of the night Kyrie eleison, where I'm going will you follow Kyrie eleison, on a highway in the light
When I was young I thought of growing old,
Of what my life would mean to me Would I have followed down my chosen road,
Or only wished what I could be
Kyrie eleison, down the road that I must travel Kyrie eleison, through the darkness of the night Kyrie eleison, where I'm going will you follow Kyrie eleison, on a highway in the light
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