[00:01.40]Damon&Naomi  -  What She Brings
[00:11.11]She might bring to you
[00:19.21]A statuette, a cigarette, the smoke of time well spent
[00:29.61]Or she might bring to you
[00:37.57]A week of sin, a violing with string that cut
[00:50.49]Furs and cloth to wrap the mouth of your wands
[01:02.60]And smokey eyes that seem to watch it all
[01:12.47]She might bring to you
[01:20.65]A princely sum, or a pack of gum to chew
[01:30.58]Or she might bring to you
[01:37.90]
[01:38.67]An Afghan rug, and a kind of love that's new to you
[01:51.40]Furs and cloth to wrap the mouth of your wounds
[02:03.28]The ash of time pressed in rhyme smooth as stone
[02:15.51]And smokey eyes that seem to watch it all
[03:00.44]And she will bring to you
[03:07.98]A king of love that's something new
[03:20.78]Furs and cloth to wrap the mouth of your wounds
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[03:32.32]The ash of time pressed in rhyme smooth as stone
[03:44.07]An ancient bird that nests in words unknown
[03:55.99]And smokey eyes that seem to watch it all