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

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

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