Secret Smile
sometimes when the evening's young
the wind dies down, the setting sun
crochets the clouds with yarn so fine
adn fills the oceans with red wine
the trees, the sky, the forest fair
bring a flavor to the air
i raise my glass and in a while
you answer with a secret smile
hold on, hold on to me
an airborne leaf that landed near
has carried Dionysus here
He'll slip away byt only when
he sees our glasses filled again
song performed by Phish
Added by Lucian Velea
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