Simon & Garfunkel Old Friends (Live) lyrics

Old friends, old friends sat on their parkbench like bookends
A 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 sun
The sounds of the city sifting through trees
Settles 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

A time it was and what it was a time
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