"Angst In The Wave"

Disjointed wings, faith in pieces
Dream blows like dust, tainted virtue
She's too idealistic for the unseen stamen
Drawn under a rapid come of pollination

Right here in the nightly ocean
There's the angst in the wave
Flowing in motion ceaselessly
She has been shining her beacon long enough

Crossed fingers, whisper a prey
A period of time to cry come once again
Flighty soul, rarely reflection
All tears are for regardless of her chastity

Torn pages of a daydreamer's fairytale
She falls from her peaceful innocence
Lost in a world without grace
Fragile mirror shattered in front of her
And she's broken