[Intro]
The last bud to bloom is still hanging on
The last bud to bloom is still hanging on

[Verse 1]
O lord, it is the time
To peel the riped vines
And raise sweetness in the wine
It comes
It comes - an autumn day

[Chorus]
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

[Verse 2]
O lord, are you within
The chill that takes my skin
The cold whisper of the wind

It comes
[Chorus]
The last bud to bloom is still hanging on
The last bud to bloom is still hanging on
The last bud to bloom is still hanging on
The last bud to bloom is still hanging on