Mr Mister

Kyrie



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