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[Jennings/Dorrian] 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... From Letras Mania