Hoyt Axton – Snowblind Friend

”You say it was this mornin’ when you last saw your good friend
Lyin’ on the sidewalk 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 ‘till 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 or 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 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

You say it was this mornin’ when you last saw your good friend
Lyin’ on the sidewalk with the misery on his brain
Stoned on some new potion he found upon the wall
Of some unholy bathroom in some ungodly hall

Did you say you saw your good friend flyin’ low
Dyin’ slow
Blinded by snow”

Crosby, Stills & Nash – Marrakesh Express

Biisi nojaa Nashin junamatkaan Casablancasta Marrakeshiin, Marokkoon vuonna 1966. Matka meni ihmeitä katsellen ja pilveä poltellen.

”Looking at the world through the sunset in your eyes
Traveling the train through clear Moroccan skies
Ducks and pigs and chickens call
Animal carpet wall to wall
American ladies five-foot tall in blue

Sweeping cobwebs from the edges of my mind
Had to get away to see what we could find
Hope the days that lie ahead
Bring us back to where they’ve led
Listen not to what’s been said to you

Wouldn’t you know we’re riding on the Marrakesh Express
Wouldn’t you know we’re riding on the Marrakesh Express
They’re taking me to Marrakesh
All aboard the train, all aboard the train”

The Incredible String Band – White Bird

Hyvin meditatiivinen kappale… löytyy ehkä sen takia joistakin huumebiisiluetteloista. Sanoitukset varsinaisesti eivät mielestäni juurikaan viittaa huumeisiin. Biisissä kuvataan hyvin harmonista ja tasapainoista hetkeä.

”Who among you has not laid his head
beneath some holy awning
Would think that such a night of tortured travelling
Could bring such a glory morning
And feel his heart sucked to his head
His head so wide that all life says
Has room to live and breathe and have its being – and more
For such a scene of beauty
For such a scene of beauty
encompasses”

David Bowie – Space Oddity

Yksi näkemys tästä biisistä on, että kaveri nappaa yliannostuksen. Liftoffin jälkeen ei ole tässä biisissä paluuta…

”Ground control to Major Tom
Ground control to Major Tom
Take your protein pills and put your helmet on

Ground control to Major Tom
Commencing countdown, engines on
Check ignition and may God’s love be with you

Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five
Four, three, two, one, liftoff”