Silver Tiles

Three teeth left his silver smile

Brushed clean three metal tiles

And tiles like parking lots

Three miles, it never stops, boy

You'll be okay, boy, your silver tiles

And all our hopes, and all our friends

Through parking lots, it's where we've been

Shoes have grown mighty old

Pants faded knees with holes

Stitched up now silver thread

Fixed up now like

I said, boy

You'll be okay boy, your silver thread boy

Your silver tiles, your silver bones

And all our hopes, and all our friends

Through parking lots,

I found this bee

I got in school

Three teeth left his sliver smile

Burnt skin from miles and miles

Of crossing parking lots

Three miles, it never stops, boy

You'll be okay, boy, your silver tiles

Your silver bones with silver sides

And all our hopes, and all our friends

Through parking lots,

I found this bee

I got in school

And all our hopes, and all our friends

Through parking lots,

I found this bee

I got in school

It's the bee

I got in school