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Hello! I'm Lyrkit!

I tried many ways to memorize English words and found the most effective one for me!

We already have all the words of the songs that we have heard throughout our lives in our memory. We simply did not pay attention to them, but we all already hear them!

I noticed that when you learn a new word from a song that you have already heard before, you already know the translation of this word forever and you will never forget it!

I want to share this method with you. So, the scheme is as follows.

We find songs that we have already heard.

We add all unfamiliar words from them.

We pass mini tests of memory games. done

Now that you know a lot of words, you will very quickly come to know the whole language!

I bet you'll be surprised how effective this method is!)

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Ten Foot Pole

The Quest

 

The Quest

(album: Subliminable Messages - 2004)


Watching old home movies, the seeds so evident
Little did I know back then what my tapping fingers meant
A compulsive urge to hum a tune, to touch a piano key
In every sound and rhythmscape, I found a piece of me

The picture began to become more clear, my purpose more firmly grounded
The day I sat at my brother's drums, picked up his sticks and pounded
I felt the ceiling open up, heart and mind were lifted
This primal force convincing me, my goals in life had shifted

Then I learned a few guitar chords just to seal the deal
The power of music I could not ignore, the surge inside me real
I plucked away at Misfits' tapes 'til I could play along
Then came the happiest day I've known when I wrote my first song

A few interruptions since, I'm back where I belong
Pen and paper, sticks and strings, the quest for the perfect song

A few interruptions since, I'm back where I belong
Pen and paper, sticks and strings, the quest for the perfect song
The quest for the perfect song
The quest for the perfect song

done

Did you add all the unfamiliar words from this song?