Kýrie, eléison Kýrie, eléison Kýrie The wind blows hard against this mountainside 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 gem-like flame Somewhere between the soul and soft machine Is where I find myself again Kýrie, eléison Down the road that I must travel Kýrie, eléison Through the darkness of the night Kýrie, eléison Where I'm going, will you follow? Kýrie, eléison 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 Kýrie, eléison Down the road that I must travel Kýrie, eléison Through the darkness of the night Kýrie, eléison Where I'm going, will you follow? Kýrie, eléison On a highway in the light