Not All Illnesses are Alike

He only had a dollar to live on ’til next Monday
But he spent it on some comfort for his mind

He said he wanted Heaven but prayin’ was too slow
So he bought a one way ticket on an airline made of snow
Did you say you saw your good friend flyin’ low?
Flyin’ low
Dyin’ slow

– Steppenwolf, “Snowblind Friend”
(Partial Lyrics)

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