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