Bitters End

At last the crimson chord cascade To shower dry cordials within Too late to leap the chocolate gate Pale fountains fizzing forth pink gin While destiny begins to fly The farmyard chorus sings its wake Upstanding anthem to the sky Too soon to realise

At last the crimson chord cascade To shower dry cordials within Too late to leap the chocolate gate Pale fountains fizzing forth pink gin While destiny begins to fly The farmyard chorus sings its wake Upstanding anthem to the sky Too soon to realise