Mr. Mister

Baby, don’t understand Why we can’t just hold on to each other’s hands? This time might be the last If fear unless, I make it all too clear, I need you so, oh-oh-oh Take these broken wings And learn to fly again, learn to live so free When we hear the voices sing The book…

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…