Simon And Garfunkel

Simon And Garfunkel - Bookends?Old Friends lyrics

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Old friends, old friends,
Sat on their parkbench like bookends
A newspaper blown through the grass
Falls on the round toes
of the high shoes of the old friends

Old friends, winter companions, the old men
Lost in their overcoats, waiting for the sunset
The sounds of the city sifting through trees
Settle like dust on the shoulders of the old friends.

Can you imagine us years from today,
Sharing a parkbench quietly
How terribly strange to be seventy

Old friends, memory brushes the same years,
Silently sharing the same fears

Time it was
and what a
time it was
it was
A time of innocence
a time of confidences.

Long ago
it must be
I have a photograph
preserve your memories
they're all that's left you.
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