And the snow that falls tomorrow
Like a blanket pure and white
Will erase the thousand crossroads I have found
And the blindly staring scarecrow watching over his dead field
Will keep vigil over restless wolves at night
I will stay with him
In the snowswept din
And when I am cold
He will be my fire
They are calling it a white-out
All the experts on tv
Snow is general from Waikiki to Qatar
But they do not know what scarecrow
Whispered in my frozen ear
Here's a winter that the spring will not relieve
I will stay with him
In the snowswept din
And when I am cold
He will be my fire

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