Old Friends (live)
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โฑ๏ธ 2:56 duration
๐ ID: 20174375
๐ Lyrics
Old friends, old friends
Sat on their park bench like bookends
And 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
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 70
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 of you
Sat on their park bench like bookends
And 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
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 70
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 of you
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:18.03] Old friends, old friends
[00:26.73] Sat on their park bench like bookends
[00:31.98] And a newspaper blown through the grass
[00:35.78] Falls on the round toes
[00:39.05] Of the high shoes of the old friends
[00:47.29] Old friends, winter companions, the old men
[00:56.93] Lost in their overcoats, waiting for the sun
[01:05.07] The sounds of the city sifting through trees
[01:09.66] Settle like dust on the shoulders of the old friends
[01:19.75] Can you imagine us years from today
[01:25.03] Sharing a park bench quietly?
[01:29.65] How terribly strange to be 70
[01:37.34] Old friends, memory brushes the same years
[01:46.80] Silently sharing the same fears
[01:52.28]
[01:54.45]
[02:06.96] Time it was, and what a time it was, it was
[02:13.67] A time of innocence
[02:16.42] A time of confidences
[02:21.08] Long ago it must be
[02:24.35] I have a photograph
[02:27.81] Preserve your memories
[02:31.33] They're all that's left of you
[02:34.51]
[00:26.73] Sat on their park bench like bookends
[00:31.98] And a newspaper blown through the grass
[00:35.78] Falls on the round toes
[00:39.05] Of the high shoes of the old friends
[00:47.29] Old friends, winter companions, the old men
[00:56.93] Lost in their overcoats, waiting for the sun
[01:05.07] The sounds of the city sifting through trees
[01:09.66] Settle like dust on the shoulders of the old friends
[01:19.75] Can you imagine us years from today
[01:25.03] Sharing a park bench quietly?
[01:29.65] How terribly strange to be 70
[01:37.34] Old friends, memory brushes the same years
[01:46.80] Silently sharing the same fears
[01:52.28]
[01:54.45]
[02:06.96] Time it was, and what a time it was, it was
[02:13.67] A time of innocence
[02:16.42] A time of confidences
[02:21.08] Long ago it must be
[02:24.35] I have a photograph
[02:27.81] Preserve your memories
[02:31.33] They're all that's left of you
[02:34.51]