Silver Tiles - Matt and Kim

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