Old Friends-Bookends
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
Written by: PAUL SIMON

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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 sun
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 park bench quietly
How terribly strange to be seventy
Old friends, memory brushes the same years,
Silently sharing the same fears



All comments from YouTube:

jerrydi100

I cried as I listened to this song while I drove home for my Father's funeral in 1991. He was 70 and had been fighting cancer for several years. I remember thinking about the line, "How terribly strange to be seventy." The lyrics of this song are so simple and so profound. I've always felt that their music was poetry, and ever since that day this song brings tears to my eyes whenever I hear it. That was 27 years ago, and now here I am, about to turn 72. Wow!

jerrydi100

@Oliver Dylan I am 75 now, and although life has been good, my dear wife of 53 years passed away in Oct '21, and the emotions of dealing with this event are, unfortunately, much more profound for me. But life goes on and I muddle through, with the help of my wonderful family.

Mary Dillon

We all go & everyone we love does as well. The part, we the living play is to make our time worth it for others and ourselves & to never forget those who are gone. Yeah, this song is a masterpiece of mixed emotions & Godbless S & G for that.

Oliver Dylan

How are you now? How has life been for you?
Greetings from Denmark, I’d love to know.

Jeff Murdock

One of my favorite Simon lyrics is this:

He's so unhip that when you say Dylan
He thinks you're talking about Dylan Thomas
Whoever he was
The man ain't got no culture.

Paul was a poet first. His early songs were his poems that he put to music.

SocietyKilledTheUnicorn

26yr old here. Having a really hard time reading all of these cycle of life comments. My dad's nearing that age now and it's fucking terrifying.

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cardo

It always amazes me how great artists had such powerful insights into the human condition at such a young age, they were in their early to mid twenties respectively when they wrote Sounds of Silence and this gem.

Soul Vaccination

They both choose their life before they came here..As well as all of us.

JL

No, Paul Simon wrote them all

DJ Kapusta

John Prine had that gift also.

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