Answer:
I am used for light yet I am solid. Without me you would feel enclosed. I hate being touched especially with a lot of force. I like to be in buildings.
No matter how much rain gets on me, I won't get any wetter. What am I?
They are many and one, they wave and they drum, used to cover a stare, they go with you everywhere.
Break me and I am better immediately set and harder to be broken again.
Bright as diamonds, loud as thunder, never still, a thing of wonder. What am I?
It flows out of the soil, It burns you if it boils, And holds us in its coils, More valuable than gold, As black as it is old.