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