I am
I myself
It's what I've done to be
A solid stone through violin
It may not make to be

But when I close my eyes to dream
I felt the wind, the rain
And a clouded sky that seems
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