Davos from Davos / Jobs by Silo's Choice

our children will never know refreshment
born as they are under a dry waterfall
they will splay their fingers out across a bamboo floor
will a young bard play guitar by an autumn river?
will she feel her hero's heart tumble in the current
under Davos

Davos: where ink stains on your hand make bloodstains on the map
poor boys and rich girls and enbys we are going to Davos
with nothing to declare but the air in our faltering lungs
the songs that we right and this year's crop of rice
all going to Davos

whole generations will never have a one night stand
they'll be rice wine connoisseurs
when the rubber & the grain are short every hole's a guillotine
and every time i see the skyline
god i can't help it....
i know those bad boys are coming down....
well that's just Davos

Davos, where every asshole thinks they're Barack Obama's friend
bottoms and tops and middlemen we're out in force at Davos
and I may be obliged to defend every rube i've taken in
or is this where all obligation ends?
drunk boys and drunk girls and petty thieves
we're all going to Davos

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