Silos stood mourning in the dark shanty town
I asked a long-faced silo,”Why do you frown?”
It said,”Tell me, how’d you feel
If they built you in thick steel
And hazed the poor lads for not breaking you down?”
Silos stood mourning in the dark shanty town
I asked a long-faced silo,”Why do you frown?”
It said,”Tell me, how’d you feel
If they built you in thick steel
And hazed the poor lads for not breaking you down?”