Snow
Blind Friend
by
Hoyt Axton
You
say it was this morning when you last saw your good friend
Lying
on the pavement with the misery on his brain
Stoned
on some new potion he found upon the wall
Of
some unholy bathroom in some ungodly hall
He
only had a dollar to live on til next Monday
But
he spent it all on comfort for his mind
Did
you say you think he's blind
Someone
should call his parents, a sister or a brother
And
they'll come and take him back home on a bus
But
he'll always be a problem to his poor and puzzled mother
And
he'll always be another one of us
He
said he wanted heaven but praying was too slow
So
he bought a one way ticket on an airline made of snow
Did
you say you saw your good friend flying low
Dying
slow, flying low
You
say it was this morning when you last saw your good friend
Lying
on the pavement with the misery on his brain
Stoned
on some new potion he found upon the wall
Of
some unholy bathroom in some ungodly hall
He
only had a dollar to live on til next Monday
But
he spent it all on comfort for his mind
He
said he wanted heaven but praying was too slow
So
he bought a one way ticket on an airline made of snow
Did
you say you saw your good friend flying low
Dying
slow, flying low
Did
you say you saw your good friend flying low
Dying
slow, flying low
