[Part I: Bookends]

[Verse]
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

[Part II: Old Friends]

[Verse 1]
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

[Verse 2]
Old friends
Winter companions, the old men
Lost in their overcoats waiting for the sunset
The sounds of thе city sifting through trees
Settle like dust on thе shoulders
Of the old friends
[Bridge]
Can you imagine us years from today
Sharing a park bench quietly?
How terribly strange to be seventy

[Verse 3]
Old friends
Memory brushes the same years
Silently sharing the same fears

[Part III: Bookends Reprise]

[Verse]
I have a photograph
Preserve your memories
They're all that's left you