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Old Friends[00:00:00]
Old friends old friends [00:00:14]
Sat on their parkbench like bookends[00:00:22]
A newspaper blown through the grass[00:00:27]
Falls on the round toes[00:00:31]
Of the high shoes of the old friends[00:00:34]
Old friends winter companions the old men[00:00:42]
Lost in their overcoats waiting for the sun[00:00:50]
The sounds of the city sifting through trees[00:00:58]
Settles like dust on the shoulders of the old friends[00:01:03]
Can you imagine us years from today [00:01:13]
Sharing a parkbench quietly[00:01:18]
How terribly strange to be sevent[00:01:23]
Old friends memory brushes the same years [00:01:29]
Silently sharing the same fears[00:01:37]