Lyrics: Matt & Kim. Sidewalks. 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