GutSimCountry, Owen James, Damon Price I’ll Return

I sing to the clouds
I sing to the sky
I sing to the wind
Though it changes its mind

I sing to the valleys
I sing to the seas
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
But I'll never return quite the same
Maybe next time
I'll come as a poet

I'll write to the clouds
I'll write to the sky
Drop a line to the wind
Though it changes its mind

To the valleys and seas
I will write what I know
To the storm of course
And the soft winds that blow

I'll write to them all
They will hear
They will understand
They will take every word into themselves

This is the temple
No hands ever made
Just one step
And I'm there
I'm there
I'm there

And then I'll return
But I'll never be the same
I may come back as rain
I may come back as snow
As the colors of sunset
As the first light of dawn

Or maybe I'll simply
Come back as a man
Starting over again
At mile zero
On some road in the night

I'll walk till I find
Someone's doorway ahead
Stand quietly there
And gently knock on the door