I saw the future,
I followed heaven's light
I heard the angels laugh and cheer at our safe strength
I find I saw the weather changing the way
February will I dreamed of peace
and love on earth
Then the world turned white and still
But for all these dreams
and visions
Who've been written in the stars
Still I'm an odd disciple
of my visionary heart
You and me, my brother,
in these guitars we trust
Our dreams might not mean
much to the world,
but they mean the world to us
We'll take you to the children
on a road dark, and long
You'll sing us all to sleep each night
with an old Hank Williams song
But for all these dreams and visions
to be written in the stars
Still I could not decipher
my visionary heart
I dreamed the girl I'd marry
And the family we'd raise
In the mountains of New York City
Precious would be those days
But what my heart could not foresee
Though these things
they would come true
My time remaining would be brief
I'd give these dreams to you
Carry on, my brother, carry on,
carry on, carry on
Carry on, my brother, carry on,
carry on, carry on
Still I cannot decipher
my visionary heart
But for all these dreams and visions,
though they're rich in the star
I couldn't read between the lines
of my visionary heart
Oh, my visionary heart
Thank for watching.