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
b 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
b i got in school


and all our hopes
and all our friends
through parking lots

i found this
b i got in school
it's the b i got in school