Tons Confession

I am, I was self, It's what I turned to be, A solid stone through violin, It may not think (make?) just be But when I close my eyes to dream, I felt the wind, the rain, And a clouded sky that seems, Happy to stay (happily stained) I was, Once I was, Irreversible, but (burnt?) space, Between me and what you made of me, And how others crowd the sane ((cry the same)) But when I close my eyes to dream, I felt the wind, the rain, And a clouded sky that seems, Happy to stay (happily stained) I was, Once I was, Burnt smoke and flesh and flames, We now sing to an act of love, How (that, we?) can always do the same But when I close my eyes to dream, I felt the wind, the rain, And a clouded sky that seems, Happily stained