Waves crashing in
Almost like cymbals
Rhythm and rounds
Glistening like crystals
Heat of the rays
Kiss ocean's cool
Sound of the gulls
Hunting the pools
Waiting for worlds to collide
Waiting for fear to subside
Waiting for dissonant tides
Foam on the bed
Made from the sands
Breeze from the south
Tickles my hand
Waiting for worlds to collide
Waiting for fear to subside
Waiting for dissonant tides
When my light fades
When the noise ceases
When my mind wades
Into dark places
Will the sea of serenity save me
From dissonant sighs
Salt water drops
Merge from my skin
Reflect the roar
Echoing within
Waiting for worlds to collide
Waiting for fear to subside
Waiting for dissonant tides