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 

 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 

 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 

 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 

 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