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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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David Crosby

Too Young To Die

 

Too Young To Die

(album: Thousand Roads - 1993)


I recall my so called misspent youth
It seems more worthwhile
Every single day
Cruising Van Nuys and acting so uncooth
All the joys of running away

There was no speed limit
On the Nevada state line
The air was red wine
On those top down nights
Just you and me
My old rollerskate
And the common sense
To know our rights

Sweet old racing car of mine
Roaring down that broken line
I never been so much alive
Too fast for comfort
Too low to fly
Too young to die

You say a man can't love a material thing
With aluminum skin
And a cast iron soul
But they never heard your engine sing
Ah there's peace in losing control
"Sticky fingers" turned up real loud
Ah, we were flirting with catastrophe
We were doing everything that's not allowed
Life didn't come
With a warranty
For you and me

Sweet old racing car of mine
Roaring down that broken line
I never been so much alive
Too fast for comfort
Too low to fly
Too young to die

There is peace in losing control

When I die I don't wanna go to heaven
I just wanna drive my beautiful machine
Up north on some sonoma country road
With Jimmy Dean and Steve McQueen
All the boys be singing, singing

Sweet old racing car of mine
Roaring down that broken line
I never been so much alive
Too fast for comfort
Too low to fly
Too young to die

Just a little bit too young

Too young

To die

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