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"Love – Could Destroy" is a Big Band Blues Fusion track inspired by a classic Hebrew poem by Shaul Tchernichovsky (1875–1943).

A slow-burning Big Band Blues Fusion wrapped in sultry brass, swampy drums, and a deep upright bass groove. Andrew’s gravelly vocals weave a haunting confession of a man trapped between desire and destruction — where love and loss blur into one.

This isn’t just a song — it’s a story. One of longing, resistance, and the “sweet destruction” of tearing down what we love the most.

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🎶 Produced by: Navon Zeev
📍Vocals by: Martin
🎵 Music Genres: Asian Techno-Blues
✍️ Inspired by: Shaul Tchernichovsky’s timeless poetry

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Lyric By Navon Zeev

Love - Could Destroy

Six months past midnight, nothing but the wind
And these rusty old tracks stretched out before me.
There's no one here 'cept memories and rain.
Lord knows I should've learned by now...
Some trains just don't come back...
Oooo, no...

I tell myself I don't love her, Lord,
Not no more, not at all.
It's a practiced lie I've been wearin',
A brittle armor 'fore my fall.

I always loved the thrill of the chase, yeah,
The sweet destruction in my wake.
A twisted dance, a lost embrace,
A heart I swore I'd never break.

Ooooo, I don't love her, I don't love her at all.
I always loved the love I could destroy.
Ooooo, I don't love her, I don't love her at all.
I always loved the love I could destroy.

They say a new feeling found its way,
A little bird on barren ground.
It took to the sky at break of day,
With a madness in its mournful sound.
A fragrant sorrow, a dying plea.

Ooooo, I don't love her, I don't love her at all.
I always loved the love I could destroy.
Ooooo, I don't love her, I don't love her at all.
I always loved the love I could destroy.

Is this healing? Or just a deeper art?
To love the wreck, to know the start
Of something broken, torn apart,
My heart's a broken drum, my soul a fractured heart.

...destroyed...
...loved...
...all...