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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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The Hotelier

A Rhapsody In Blue

 

A Rhapsody In Blue

(album: We Are All Alone - 2009)


We built this house on broken stones.
The way we were the way we know is under us.
And I've seen better sights,
Inside that broken box we have in all our homes.

What's going wrong with all our lives?
What happiness has been deprived from all our,
Hopes of felicity in surviving,
Away from the outside world that's thriving on,
This lifeless mode of being,
And I'm far from agreeing that we're,

Better off,
Being blind to what we know is coming on.

What makes us better forms of life?
We were better metaphors for neon lights
Since we're just,
Lonely shades of bright,
Collecting company with the sights.

And I've seen better sights,
Inside our hopeless thoughts that someday we'll find home,
But for now we're all alone.

I am a worthless piece of art,
To the amass of broken hearts,
We've allowed them to impart,
On our white canvas torn apart,
But their just searching for a meaning through spare parts.

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