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 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
I got in school
Three teeth left his silver 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
I got in school