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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

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The Hotelier

End Of Reel

 

End Of Reel

(album: Goodness - 2016)


First breath following wakes of the
Palms pressed, brushed on my arm and then
Wave stretched sending me off to descend,
Leading me into the bend.
Keep pulsing my hand to the beat of you.

Shapeless hiss hanging over the
Mixes of midnight and twilight.
It passes, dims to make space and suspend
While she's singing her swan song again.
It got stuck in my head as the sound of you.

In the night, we will celebrate cyclical spin
As we ritually send off the fire at both ends
Yet I'm blanketed, wet with the thought in my head:
I don't know what I want, what I want's where I've been

The kind of thing that hangs inside a moment.
A kiss of good that's temperate and golden
That permeates the surface of the woven
And seeps into the piece of you inside of my head.

Goodness, present and hallowed
Is thanking walls of the shallow
Embankments for flowing in over the
Ranks of soldiering messes of
Dayglow blades scorched by hovering halos.
Washing away until I don't even cringe at the thought of you.

In the light of the day, stabilize and reset
And then burn in the image until I can't forget
And end ceaselessly speaking until nothing's unsaid.
I don't know what I want; what I want is where I've been.
In the night will rest you head into my hands
Will you disrupt this pattern from starting again?
If I ask you for nothing, will nothing there stand?
I don't know what I want; what I wants where I've been.
I don't know what I want; what I wants where I've been.
I don't know what I want; what I wants where I've been.
I don't know what I want; what I wants where I've been.

And oh, the resonant calm comes hard
And hums off the walls of the block uncarved.
It's new, but I don't know what to do
With the sight of you brimming.

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