Old Friends Bookends Theme
Simon & Garfunkel Lyrics


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Old friends
Old friends
Sat on their park bench like bookends
A newspaper blowin' 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 sunset
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 seventy

Old friends
Memory brushes the same years
Silently sharing the same fear

A 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 you

Overall Meaning

The song "Old Friends/Bookends" by Simon & Garfunkel is a reflective song about the passage of time and the importance of memories. The opening lyrics show two old friends sitting on a park bench like bookends, with a newspaper blowing through the grass between them. The symbolism of the newspaper blowing between them creates an image of something transitory, signifying the fragility of life and the idea that all things must pass. The lyrics also paint an image of the old men, lost in their overcoats waiting for the sunset, while the sounds of the city and the passage of time echo around them, settling like dust on their shoulders.


The second verse asks the listener to imagine themselves years from today, sharing a park bench quietly with an old friend, highlighting the importance of relationships and friendship over the course of a lifetime. The haunting line "How terribly strange to be seventy" is a reminder that time flies by quickly and that we must cherish the moments we have.


The final verse reflects on the memories of the past, with the lyrics "Memory brushes the same years silently sharing the same fear". The song acknowledges that life can be both beautiful and terrifying, but that the memories we hold dear can bring comfort and solace. The line "Preserve your memories, they're all that's left you" is a poignant reminder that memories are precious and that we should cherish them to the end.


Line by Line Meaning

Old friends
The song begins with a repetition of the phrase 'Old friends,' which establishes the theme of friendship and its evolution over time.


Old friends
Another repetition of 'Old friends' builds on the first, emphasizing the importance of long-term relationships.


Sat on their park bench like bookends
The old friends sit on a park bench, presumably as they have for many years, indicating a sense of familiarity and comfort in routine.


A newspaper blowin' through the grass, Falls on the round toes, Of the high shoes, Of the old friends
The imagery of a newspaper blowing through the grass and landing on the old friends' shoes suggests the passage of time and the inevitability of change, even in the midst of routine.


Old friends, Winter companions, the old men
The old friends are now described as 'Winter companions' and 'old men,' highlighting the passage of time and the inevitability of aging.


Lost in their overcoats, waiting for the sunset
The old men are depicted as waiting for the sunset, perhaps signifying the end of their lives, while also being lost in their overcoats, suggesting a sense of physical and emotional distance from the world.


The sounds of the city sifting through trees, Settle like dust, On the shoulders of the old friends
The sounds of the city all around them serve as a contrast to the stillness of the old friends. The idea that the sound 'settles like dust' implies that these men have been around this environment for a long time -- they've become accustomed to it.


Can you imagine us years from today, Sharing a park bench quietly?, How terribly strange to be seventy
The artist then imagines himself at a future age and comments upon how strange it will be. This heightens the sense of passing time and the inevitability of aging.


Old friends, Memory brushes the same years, Silently sharing the same fear
The 'memory brushing the same years' suggests that these men have a shared past and that their memories are inextricably linked. The idea of 'silently sharing the same fear' implies that they may not openly express their deep affection for one another, yet they intuitively know it exists.


A time it was, and what a time it was, it was, A time of innocence, A time of confidences
The artist reflects on a specific time in the past and how it was an innocent period of their lives. These were the times when they had deep conversations and shared intimate moments.


Long ago it must be, I have a photograph, Preserve your memories, They're all that's left you
The final lines of the song re-emphasize the importance of memory and suggest that we should cherish these moments while we have them because ultimately, they will be all that remain.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Paul Simon

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William Bulla

She said, “Don't call the doctor, I want to fall asleep peacefully, with your hand in mine.” He told her about the past, how they met, their first kiss. they didn't cry, they smiled. They didn't regret anything, they were grateful. Then she repeated softly, 'I love you forever!' He returned her words, gave her a soft kiss on the forehead. She closed her eyes and fell asleep peacefully with her hand in his. Love is really all that matters because everyone comes into this world with nothing other than love and leaves with nothing other than love. Think about it. Profession, career, bank account, our goods are just tools, nothing more. Everything stays here. So just love…. Love those that really love you. Love, as if there was nothing more important in your life. Also, be mindful what occupies your time, what you focus on, how you live and how you speak.
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"Time is a storm in which we are all lost" - William Carlos Williams

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What is time to the immortal soul? Just a change of scenery.

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Natalia Carolina Pérez Motta

Old friends, old friends sat on their parkbench like bookends
A newspaper blowin' 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 sunset
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 a time of confidences
Long ago it must be, I have a photograph preserve your memories
There all that's left of you.



Roger Harned

I miss my old friends. Life has moved us so far in.. can it be almost 50 years?

"Bookends"

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 you.



alan murr

Old friends, old friends
 Sat on their park bench 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 sunset
 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 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, a time of confidences
 Long ago, it must be, I have a photograph
 Preserve your memories, they're all that's left you



All comments from YouTube:

Pat Toivsen

My friend of 42 years is turning 70 this week. I will turn 70 later this year. We were in our 20's when we met. Raised our kids, divorced husbands, remarried, battled cancer, and spent many times laughing till tears came. Yes, it is so terribly strange to be 70

GoldenSunlight

I'm happy to hear you had your friend to share your life with throughout the years, that's a blessing. Having Simon and Garfunkel in this world also made the Earth a better place. Bless you Patt and your friend.

David Strong

Ah. But listening to this song in the seventies... adds a wonderful pathos... We made it!! 70. Not a bad age to be.

Sara Scovil

💝🤗💝

graham quick

God Bless you Pat

Marielle Reilly

God bless you 🙏

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tackless

This is one of the most profound albums ever written. It touched my soul when I heard it the moment it was released. Now that I am on the cusp of being 70 the words ring so true. I have lost my wife and Son both to cancer in the last 2 years and if it was it for my music I don't know how I would hold on.

John Fearneyhough

Music is a gift from God. A tool to navigate this life for us all. Thank you for sharing your life.

GoldenSunlight

Prayers for you and your family.

David Strong

Lotsalove to you. Was there with you in 1968... and now. What an era we grew up in eh?

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