Testo Time Traveler Blues

Day by day,
We roll
Into an uncertain future.
What our past may hold
Is what constantly embodies my mind.
Wasted time.
Curses to the calendar for stealing
All that was mine. It's time
I finally open my eyes.
Oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Ohhhh

I don't want
You to see
The past that's deep inside me,
And all my love would bring
Is a pathway to the mystery.

All this wasted time,
Curses to the calendar for stealing
All that was mine. It's time.
I finally open my eyes.
OH
OH-OH-OH-OH-OH-OHH
Curiosity killed the cat.