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Secret Smile - Phish
Sometimes when the evening's young

The wind dies down the setting sun
Crochets the clouds with yarn so fine

And fills the oceans with red wine

The trees, the sky, the forest fair

Bringing flavor to the air

I raised my glass and in a while

You answer with a secret smile

Hold on

Hold on

Hold on

Hold on

An airborne leaf that landed near

Has carried Dionysus here

I slip away but only when

He sees our glasses filled again

Sometimes when the evening's young

The wind dies down the setting sun
Crochets the clouds with yarn so fine

And fills the oceans with red wine

Hold on

Hold on

Hold on to me
Hold on

Hold on

Hold on

Hold on

Hold on