MISTER 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

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