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[Verse]
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Old friends. Old friends.
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Sat on their park bench like bookends.
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A newspaper blown through the grass falls on the round toes
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of the high shoes of the old friends.
[Verse]
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Old friends. Winter companions, the old men.
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Lost in their overcoats waiting for the sunset.
[Bridge]
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The sounds of the city, shifting through trees
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settle like dust on the shoulders of the old friends.
[Middle 8]
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Can you imagine us years from today, sharing a park bench quietly?
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How terribly strange to be seventy.
[Verse]
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Old friends. Memory brushes the same years.
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Silently sharing the same fears.
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Bookends theme:
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Time it was and what a time it was, it was a ...
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A time of innocence, a time of confidences
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Long ago it must be, I have a photograph
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Preserve your memories,
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they're all that's left you.