Portrait (He Knew)
He had a thousand ideasYou might have heard his nameHe lived alone with his visionNot looking for fortune or fameNever said too much to speak ofHe was off on another planeThe words that he said were a mysteryNobody's sure he was sane
But he knewKnew more than me or youNo one could see his viewWhere was he going to?
He was in search of an answerThe nature of what we areHe was trying to do it a new wayHe was bright as a starBut nobody understood him"His numbers are not the wayHe's lost in the deepest enigmaWhich no one's unravelled today"
But he knewHe knew more than me or youNo one could see his viewOh, where was he going to?
And he triedBut before he could tell us he diedWhen he left us the people criedWhere was he going to?
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He had a different ideaA glimpse of the master planHe could see into the futureA true visionary manBut there's something he never told usIt died when he went awayIf only he could have been with usNo telling what he might say
But he knewHe knew more than me or youNo one could see his viewWhere was he going to?
But he knewYou could tell by the picture he drewIt was totally something newOh, where was he going to?