“Colored Candles” - L.E. Project.

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“New Chanukah release from L.E. Project. Colored Candles is a fresh, heartfelt cover of the classic Destiny song from the 1980s, about a Yid who thinks he has moved past his old life until the menorah and colored candles bring him and his whole block back to their fathers’ hadlakas neiros. A warm, nostalgic song to play for Chanukah this year.” Credits Song title: Colored Candles Artist: L.E. Project Produced by: L.E. Project & The Record Shop Vocals by: Eli Stiefel Originally recorded by: Destiny (early 1980s) Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/album/6dM8LpvhxfGB3jQHrRE3G6?si=PBlul50wSh2Ppksk63_DrA 24SIX.APP https://24six.app/app/music/collection/16497 Apple: https://music.apple.com/us/song/colored-candles-feat-eli-stiefel/1857843641 Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/leproject/ Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/leprojectofficial/ Lyrics: On his block of sprawling lawns and fancy cars He was so proud that he’d come so far The greatest of ease, he moved through high societies That grocer’s boy from the city streets. He’d long since gone and changed his name You know, it was the only way, that he could play the game With neighbors like the Richardson’s, the William’s and the Jones What could he do with a name like Cohen But he had one memory, yeah his father he did see Lighting colored candles on the windowsill Eight days a year he’d light another candle every night They lingered in his memory still In December came home from school a little girl called Sue She held a picture of a tree she drew All the kids in my class have one she said with a tear And could we have one in our home this year He didn’t know what to do, with his little daughter sue Although her desires he wished to fulfil My dear Sue listen to me, something better than a tree That lingers in my memory still Next day he came home from work, menorah in his hand His dear wife said to him Joe, I don’t understand We’ve worked so hard to get where we are today What will we do, what will the neighbors say? He lit those candles anyway, there were five that night And from his window to the street glowed lights They were burning for an hour, maybe a little more When suddenly Mr. Richardson, stood there by the door - He said would it be ok, if a word to you I say Something about those candles you must know Yes they bring back memories of my father I still see As he lit those candles many years ago He stepped outside there on that night and boy was he surprised He couldn’t believe what he saw, he couldn’t believe his eyes From all the houses on their block glowed the candle lights From windowsills out into the night - Oh they had one memory, yes their father’s they did see Lighting colored candles on the windowsill Eight days a year they’d light, another candle every night It lingered in their memory still