(Lead Vocal: Glade Wilson)

Note: These are the full lyrics (the Radio Edit lyrics are shorter)

Patterns of pure color are flashing through my head
I hear the sound of one voice calling
Vague recollections of the crazy things I've said
I hear the sound of one voice calling

Searching for the answers, everywhere I go
Must make rhyme or reason, of everything I know
Stripped of all emotion, there's nowhere left to hide
Surging like a river, the source is deep inside

It's the Fountain of Truth
(I hear the sound of one voice calling)
It's the Fountain of Truth
(I hear the sound of one voice calling)
It's the Fountain of Truth
(I hear the sound of one voice calling)
It's the Fountain of Truth
(I hear the sound of one voice calling)

Spinning in confusion while laying on your bed
You hear the sound of one voice calling
Random observations form crystals in your head
You hear the sound of one voice calling

Searching for the answers, everywhere you go
Must make rhyme or reason, of everything you know
Stripped of all emotion, there's nowhere left to hide
Surging like a river, the source is deep inside

It's the Fountain of Truth
(You hear the sound of one voice calling)
It's the Fountain of Truth
(You hear the sound of one voice calling)
It's the Fountain of Truth
(You hear the sound of one voice calling)
It's the Fountain of Truth
(You hear the sound of one voice calling)

[Musical Interlude]

Searching for the answers, everywhere they go
Must make rhyme or reason, of everything they know
Stripped of all emotion, there's nowhere left to hide
Surging like a river, the source is deep inside

It's the Fountain of Truth
(They hear the sound of one voice calling)
It's the Fountain of Truth
(They hear the sound of one voice calling)
It's the Fountain of Truth
(They hear the sound of one voice calling)
It's the Fountain of Truth
(They hear the sound of one voice calling)

Little boy within him is running from his fears
He hears the sound of one voice calling
Grown man within him unable to shed tears
He hears the sound of one voice calling

Searching for the answers, everywhere he goes
Must make rhyme or reason, of every little thing he knows
Stripped of all emotion, there's nowhere left to hide
Surging like a river, the source is deep inside

It's the Fountain of Truth
(He hears the sound of one voice calling)
It's the Fountain of Truth
(They hear the sound of one voice calling)
It's the Fountain of Truth
(You hear the sound of one voice calling)
It's the Fountain of Truth
(I hear the sound of one voice calling)