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Old Friends / Bookends
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Old friends
Old friends
Sat on their park bench like bookends
Newspaper blowin' 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 park bench quietly?
How terribly strange to be seventy
 
Old friends
Memory brushes the same years
Silently sharing the same fear
A time it was
It was a time
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