These are the sort of lyrics you can base a book around. It’s from Elton John’s classic album Honkey Chateau (1972):
“While mona lisas and mad hatters
Sons of bankers, sons of lawyers
Turn around and say good morning to the night
For unless they see the sky
But they can’t and that is why
They know not if its dark outside or light”
Sons of bankers, sons of lawyers
Turn around and say good morning to the night
For unless they see the sky
But they can’t and that is why
They know not if its dark outside or light”