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by Colors Of The Universe

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RECORDED WITH 4-TRACK CASSETTE MACHINE
WRITTEN AND RECORDED BETWEEN 2010-2011

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released February 24, 2015

Alexander Taylor Korostinsky: Guitar//Piano//Voice

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Colors Of The Universe

Colors Of The Universe is the musical creation of Alexander Korostinsky. I write and record everything by myself.

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Track Name: HOW CAN SHE LOVE ME
I want her to love me like I do
I give her everything she could want and more
But how can she love me if she cant be true?
Track Name: WAITRESS
Baba go into in my, Baba go
Baba knows you and I, Baba knows
Baba lives in the sky up above
Baba go into my, Baba go
Baba go into my, Baba go
Baba knows you and I
Baba knows

I am a waitress waiting for you
I am a waitress waiting for you

Baba go into my, Baba go
Baba knows you and I, Baba knows
Baba lives in the live up above
Baba go into my, Baba go

I am a waitress waiting for you
I built the bedroom lying for you
Track Name: FLOWERS FOR BABY
Waiting for it to be spring
Want the rain to come down
Finding seeds like they're medicines
Stick them deep into the ground

Got my eyes on the ground
Gonna find flowers for baby
Got my eyes on the ground
Gonna find flowers for baby

There's a cloud near the mountains
Wish he'd come my way
Over towns and houses
Please tear for me

Now my heads in the sky
Hope this clouds a crybaby
Well I hope he comes by
Gonna pick my flowers for baby
For my baby
Track Name: CLUSTERED COLORS
Lift your feet up, put your toes away
It's a good year, hands all on display
Turn your noses into flower pots
Plant a new you, it's all that we've got

What's in my garden are children for today
And in the evening, we're grown up and away

Write a notebook, send it to myself
Seventeen years, I'm still on your shelf
Clustered colors, I'm blank with what to say
Ganapati: I am my own way

Tie your hands into a circle dear
Mountains shine out, don't know what to hear
Cross them slowly, paths made out of sand
Walk like giants, they don't understand

Trees are handing out cards of what to say
One thousand stories are lost under the clay