three teeth left his silver smile
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brushed clean three metal tiles
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and tiles like parking lots
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three miles it never stops boy
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you'll be okay boy
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your silver tiles
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and all our hopes
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and all our friends
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through parking lots
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it's where we've been
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shoes have grown mighty old
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pants faded knees with holes
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stitched up now silver thread
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fixed up now like i said boy
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you'll be okay boy
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your silver thread boy
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your silver tiles
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your silver bones
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and all our hopes
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and all our friends
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through parking lots
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i found this
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b i got in school
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three teeth left his sliver smile
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burnt skin from miles and miles
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of crossing parking lots
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three miles it never stops boy
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you'll be okay boy
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your silver tiles
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your silver bones
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with silver sides
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and all our hopes
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and all our friends
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through parking lots
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i found this
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b i got in school
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and all our hopes
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and all our friends
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through parking lots
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i found this
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b i got in school
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it's the b i got in school
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Silver Tiles
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Matt & Kim |