Worth more than a thousand doctors
- the snow falling on my face -
like a thousand and one Thank You cards
they arrive in a speechless pace
Oh, I've been so homesick for my worn-out sweater
Done singing in the rain and every other day's weather
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Like doctors without boarders
flake by flake filling its parachute
Muffled blankets of heaven's flowers
putting the scrapings of snowplows
on worldwide mute
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