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Kyrie eleison |
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Kyrie eleison |
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Kyrie |
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The wind blows hard against this mountain side |
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Across the sea into my soul |
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It reaches into 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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My body burns a gemlike 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 eleison, down the road that I must travel |
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Kyrie eleison, through the darkness of the night |
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Kyrie eleison, where I'm going, will you follow? |
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Kyrie eleison, on a highway in the light |
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When I was young I thought of growing old |
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Of what my life would mean to me |
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Would I have followed down my chosen road |
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Or only wished what I could be |
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Kyrie eleison, down the road that I must travel |
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Kyrie eleison, through the darkness of the night |
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Kyrie eleison, where I'm going, will you follow? |
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Kyrie eleison, on a highway in the light |
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