Mr. Mister - Kyrie

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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

Chorus:
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

Chorus (repeats out)

Inne utwory

  • Black white
  • The tube
  • Something real
  • Tangent tears
  • Healing waters
  • Power over me
  • Code of love
  • Control
  • The border
  • Broken wings
  • Into my own hands
  • Stand and deliver
  • Runaway
  • Talk the talk
  • I get lost sometimes
  • Losowe utwory

    Pirates of Dance

    We re the pirates of Dance
    The Pirates of dance
    We re the pirates of Dance
    We re the pirates of Dance
    We stand together as one
    Side by side on the run
    Everybody snap at the chance
    We re the pirates of...

    The tube

    Hi dear, what s on tonight, let s stay up and watch the tube
    And bask in the big blue light
    Bye bye real life, checking into checking out, it s saturation time

    Perfect faces, perfect background, perfect everything

    Chorus:
    I wanna live...

    Baby girl

    [Verse 1:]
    He took advantage of your love
    And he threw it all away
    He broke your tender heart
    Words can t express what you wanna say
    But deep inside you know
    That there s someone out there for you
    Who ll love...

    Dobra śmierć

    Dobra śmierć,
    Dobra śmierć,
    Dobra śmierć,
    Dobra śmierć,
    Dobra śmierć,
    Dobra śmierć,
    Dobra śmierć,
    Dobra śmierć!

    Dobra śmierć,
    Dobra śmierć,
    Dobra śmierć,
    Dobra śmierć,
    Dobra śmierć,
    Dobra śmierć,
    Dobra śmierć,
    Dobra śmierć!
    ...

    Want you in

    AIN T NO BLACK AIN?T NO WHITE
    THERE S NO LEFT AND NO RIGHT
    AIN?T NO JUSTICE WITHOUT CRIME
    GOT NO SONG TO SING WITHOUT A RHYME

    GOT TO HAVE A LITTLE FAITH IN ME
    NEED SOME TIME TO GET THE PICTURE CLEAR