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Maybe it is the warm breath of the praire
Or what follows it,
That brings me here to a place over water.

I've scattered the remnats of other lives
From one shore to the next because
Someone told me this continent
Had no end and i believed her

Yet there was a city on the edge i revisited
Just to try to walk down one street
To see for myself the old hotels, the balances
On each end of a turn of events
I might have understood.

Once on a boardwalk, near an ocean whose salt air
Burned my lips, a woman drinking
From a bottle with a shattered neck,
Turned her torn and laughing mouth to me
Saying, "kiss me, love me."
The clouds muddy her water below. Why whould I expect

Anymore, here, in the center of things,
At the Praire Du Chien where there is just a bridge
And a river – the conditions are clear
The bridge, a thread loosening in my hands, the river
A needle dripping.

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from ד​ו​י​ד ב​ר​ו​ז​ה - ה​ר​ח​ק מ​ה​ב​י​ת // David Broza - Away From Home, released January 1, 1989
Lyrics: Matthew Graham
Music: David Broza
מילים: מת'יו גראהם
לחן: דויד ברוזה

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David Broza Israel

Israeli superstar David Broza has been considered one of the most dynamic and vibrant performers in the singer/songwriter world.
His charismatic and energetic performances have brought to worldwide audiences, a fusion of the three different countries in which he was raised: Israel, Spain, and England.
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