A time it was, and what a time it was, it was
A time of innocence
A time of confidencesLong ago it must be
I have a photograph
Preserve your memories
They’re all that’s left you

These words are really a masterwork; those days Al and me, we were crazy about these two, and we have swallowed all their works like this one but I understand it now as I myself, getting aged and working with many old peoples, especially in these moments in which they might all feel lonely and scary.

This album actually was not so popular, because, there comes an old-friends talk in between; in a senior institution; we must just to listen to.

therefore, I would like to present this old but forever album to our old friends.

The poems are fascinating; Sharing a park bench quietly?
How terribly strange to be seventy”. it is an imagination of the Arts: it means for me a creation.

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 friendsOld 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 friendsCan you imagine us years from today
Sharing a park bench quietly?
How terribly strange to be seventyOld friends
Memory brushes the same years
Silently sharing the same fearA time it was, and what a time it was, it was
A time of innocence
A time of confidencesLong ago it must be
I have a photograph
Preserve your memories
They’re all that’s left youSource: LyricFindSongwriters: Paul SimonBookends Themes lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

Take care all you old friends, just stay healthy and no fear, be safe 💖💖🥰