[00:01.65]Old Friends
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[00:40.91]Old friends old friends
[00:48.83]Sat on their parkbench like bookends
[00:53.77]A newspaper blown through the grass
[00:57.45]Falls on the round toes
[01:01.02]Of the high shoes of the old friends
[01:08.71]Old friends winter companions the old men
[01:18.45]Lost in their overcoats waiting for the sun
[01:26.14]The sounds of the city sifting through trees
[01:30.61]Settles like dust on the shoulders of the old friends
[01:41.36]Can you imagine us years from today
[01:46.11]Sharing a parkbench quietly
[01:51.17]How terribly strange to be sevent
[01:59.18]Old friends memory brushes the same years
[02:09.48]Silently sharing the same fears