Old Friends Lyrics - Paul Simon
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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 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
Time it was and what a time it was, it was...
A time of innocence,
sponsored linksA 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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Ghost Atlantic | Reviewer: Anonymous | 8/24/14
I visited my son and his music partner at the studio (Arcadia, Portland, Maine).....while they were finishing up loose ends of their second album, "GHOST ATLANTIC" (untitled).....while breaking, Pete Himmer joked that he and my son, Trevor Smith, were akin to 'Simon and Garfunkel'......I can only hope so....my heart belonged to them....for a few weeks, long ago, yet still near to my heart......a few YEARS....and , still, "every day's an endless stream of cigarettes and magazines...." Love to my son, Trev, who is following his dream....Pete, who is at times leading...but always 'side by side'...........and, sometimes..still, " We all come to look for America"....I will forever love Simon and Garfunkel....for all they gave us, sometimes in the secret listenings...and to Trev and Pete, (Ghost Atlantic).......who are fortunate enough never to have to hide...for any reason...because of Paul, Art....and a bit later, ME !
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