I saw the future
I followed heaven's light
I heard the angels laugh
And cheer at our six-string firefight

I saw the weather changing
With February will
I dreamed of peace and love on earth
And the world turned white and still

But for all these dreams and visions
Through the rich and the star
Still I cannot decipher my visionary heart

You and me, my brother
In these guitars we trust
Our dreams may not mean much to the world
But they mean the world to us

They'll take it to the children
On a road dark cold and long
You'll sing us all to sleep each night
With an old hank williams song

But for all these dreams and visions
Through the rich and the star
Still I cannot 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
Through the rich and the star
I couldn't read between the lines of my visionary heart

Oh, my visionary heart