I hold to that which knew what was
Before this came to be
Seeking answers for what is
And what it has to be

I inquire of that which saw first
What was before it changed
Going backwards into time
It's all been prearranged

What will be has come to pass
And no one questions why
Seeking answers from the past
And time goes quickly by

Knowing less than before
I sought the answers true
Backwards forwards steps retraced
I seek it now from you