Art Garfunkel Still Bitching About Paul Simon
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Simon and Garfunkel don’t like each other and more today than they did 45 years ago.
There is something endearing about two old friends who have held a grudge for decades. Who cares about money and fame, it’s petty jealousies that make life warm and beautiful.
‘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”
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