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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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Blue Oyster Cult

Pocket

 

Pocket

(album: Curse Of The Hidden Mirror - 2001)


The blossoms are falling,
Making a white path across the grass
Thunderheads are building, your skin tightens
And you wait for the flash

Across the street, the boys are laughing
As they wash each other's cars
They turn up the hip-hop
White boys
Rapping with the black stars

Are you in the pocket of the moment in this particular second
Screwed into the socket of the moment in this particular second
Where time cannot be reckoned
Are you in the pocket of the moment

Overhead a rumble, it's not thunder,
It's a 747
The postman grumbles, it's past eleven
The street is sixth
It should be seventh

You hear the chiming of the ice cream truck
Rambling like in a dream
I hear your footsteps behind me
The sweetest eddy in the stream

Are you in the pocket of the moment in this particular second
Screwed into the socket of the moment in this particular second
Where time cannot be reckoned
Are you in the pocket of the moment

Are you in the pocket of the moment in this particular second
Screwed into the socket of the moment in this particular second
Where time cannot be reckoned
Are you in the pocket of the moment

Are you in the pocket of the moment in this particular second
Screwed into the socket of the moment in this particular second
Where time cannot be reckoned
Are you in the pocket of the moment

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