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, he knew more than me or you
  No one could see his view, Oh 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,
  Oh where was he going to?
  
  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
  It died when he went away
  If only he could have been with us
  No telling what he might say
  
  But he knew, he knew more than me or you
  No one could see his view
  Oh, where was he going to
  But he knew, you could tell by the picture he drew
  It was totally something new,
  Oh where was he going to?