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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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Caroline Rose

Tightrope Walker

 

Tightrope Walker

(album: I Will Not Be Afraid - 2014)


In this room
In this room you'll find where silence sits
Quiet and removed, the hiss of the red hot coals
Listen to the birds tune the telephone poles
On this street
On this street, you've found where reality lives
Board it up, lock it up like it don't exist
Put a bit between its teeth, no it won't be missed
And let it choke on its bile, let it choke on its spit

In this bed
In this bed is where we lay our sick
Everybody knows
That we're shaped beneath the devil's walking stick
Well if you're looking for rest
You ain't gonna find it
It's probably happiness, there, shoot up your fix
But the tightrope walker, oh, the tightrope walker
He twirls his baton hand
Shoots his [?] across the set
And says "Oh, I'll be back again."
Oh, I'll be back again

In his head
In his head you'll find where the four hands tick
The seconds and the minutes, the desire and the trick
Bend together both the sticks till the fire gets lit
The plans will do a dance as the jokers do a jig
Now I'm looking round the room
Wondering what's wrong with this shit

And the tightrope walker
Oh, the tightrope walker
And the tightrope walker
I am the tightrope walker

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