Damon Price - I’ll Return

I sing through the storm and the soft summer breeze.
I sing to it all, and I bow to it all.
This is the temple no hands ever made,
Just one step inside and I'm finally home.
I may turn into wind, I may turn into sound,
Or vanish in silence where no words can be found.
Then the silence will fill with a music divine,
And everything moves in one beautiful dance,
Till everything somehow becomes part of me.
Then the final chord rings,
And at last I can hear my own voice as it truly is: living and creating.
And after it's over, I'll come back again,