Simon & Garfunkel - Old Friends - Demo lyrics

Old friends Old friends Sat on their park bench like bookends A newspaper blown through the gra** 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 sunset The sounds of the city sift through the trees Settle like dust On the shoulders Of the old friends Old friends Memory brushes the same years Silently sharing the same fear