Portrait (He Knew)

He had a thousand ideas, you might have heard his name

He lived alone with his vision

Not looking for fortune or fame

Never said too much to speak of

He was off on another plane

The words that he said were a mystery

Nobody's sure he was sane

But he knew, knew more than me or you

No one could see his view, where was he going to?

He was in search of an answer

The nature of what we are

He was trying to do it a new way

He was bright as a star

But nobody understood him

His numbers are not the way

He's lost in the deepest enigma

Which no one's unraveled today

But he knew, he knew more than me or you

No one could see his view, oh, where was he going to?

And he tried, but before he could tell us, he died

When he left us, the people cried

Where was he going to? (Oh)

He had a different idea

A glimpse of the master plan

He could see into the future, a true visionary man

But there's something he never told us

And it died when he went away

If only he could have been with us

No telling what he might say

And he knew, knew more than me or you

No one could see his view

Oh, where was he going to?

And he knew, you could tell by the picture he drew

It was totally something new

Where was he going to?

Ooh, ow!