Brandish
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the last bud to bloom is still hanging on o lord, it is the time
to peel the riped vines
and raise sweetness in the wine
it comes
it comes - an autumn day (the last bud to bloom is still hanging on)
and now my heart is sore (the last bud to bloom is still hanging on)
to find her sitting stray (the last bud to bloom is still hanging on)
upon a granary floor
o lord, are you within
the chill that takes my skin
the cold whisper of the wind
it comes
the last bud to bloom is still hanging on