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