The wind blows hard against this mountainside
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Across the sea into my soul
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It reaches in to where I cannot hide
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Setting my feet upon the road
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My heart is old it holds my memories
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This heart it burns a gem like flame
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Somewhere between the soul and soft machine
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Is where I find myself again
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Kyrie Elison down the road that I must travel
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Kyrie Elison through the darkness of the night
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Kyrie Elison where I go you will follow
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Kyrie Elison on a highway in the light
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When I was young I dreamed of growing old
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Of what my life would mean to me
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Would I have traveled down my chosen road
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Or only wish that I could be
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Kyrie Eleison
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Mark Schultz |