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
the decades every year summer leaves and my birthday's here And all my friends stand up and cheer And say, "Man you're old Getting old, old, getting old
Down the decades every war Summer leaves and my birthday's here And all my friends stand up and cheer And say man you're old Getting old Old Getting old
Translation: Simon, Paul. Old.
Translation: Simon, Paul. Old Friends.
Hello, darkness, my old friend I've come to talk with you again Because a vision softly creeping Left its seeds while I was sleeping And the vision That
from the mouth? I've been given all I wanted. Only three generations off the boat. I have harvested and I've planted. I am wearing my father's old coat
be back home Home is where I want to be I've been on the road so long my friend that if you came along I know you couldn't disagree its the same old
frayed cuffs and collars were mended by haloes of golden thread. The choir sang, "Once Upon A TIme There Was An Ocean." And all the old hymns and family
Hello darkness, my old friend I've come to talk with you again Because a vision softly creeping Left its seeds while I was sleeping And the vision that
ll just skip the boring parts chapters one, two , three and get to the place where you can read my face and my biography. Here I am, I'm eleven months old
your ass done, it don't matter what it cost We floss that blue, do it for the crew Old school Caddy, or the new slabs too Paul Wall what it do? Who Mike
Ford Maddox Ford: Any colour, as long as it's black! Jean-Paul Sartre: Let's go to the dome, Simone! Simone de Beauvoir: C'est exact present Albert Camus
I'm thinking about you like Only The Lonely do. Well I feel like Buddy Holly 'cause it's Raining In My Heart . . . Now I know what Paul Simon meant
(Paul Simon) Over the mountain Down in the valley Lives a former talk-show host Everybody knows his name He says there's no doubt about it It was the
've heard it before, so save all the cliches I really can't believe there's no talent around these days Jay Sean with the same old shit Talking about
