Fountain of youth, lifespirit flows
into a well of truths, of cold and dim repose.
i craved to be as high as the pillowy clouds,
to walk amongst the tall, who used to look back down and frown.
[chorus:]
now here i stand by the wasteland, where our dreams began.
from these once golden fields our curiosity ran...
I chased the sugar claw through temptation's door,
the bitterness i found...sweetness i taste no more
from the play ground to the slayground,
the sombre middleground absords the emptiness.
[chorus 2:]
look back across the marble sea of discovery,
a fountain of innocent flows in juvenescence.
I'm resident in corridors of sentiment.
i face the wall - discovery terminal,
but there's no more false truths i wish to discover,
and i am physically unable, to tread back down those corridors.
fountain of youth, oh how i bathed in your innocence,
and now in cold repose, i must face the bitter truth...