ambrosia
harvey
All this time  All this worry All this way to go  For nothin' What's the sense Of the hurry? You tell me  If you sense somethin' I dreamed a lot when I was younger I'm older now, and still I hunger For some understanding There's no understanding now  Was there ever? One thin line  Draws the border Between madness and the genius But no pen can erase it So we keep these things between us I dreamed a lot when I was younger I'm older now, and still I hunger For some understanding There's no understanding, now  Was there ever? And my front brain would not accept my thinker  See?  No kiddin'