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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 Tragically Hip

Silver Jet

 

Silver Jet

(album: In Violet Light - 2002)


There's a still in the night, a tuneless moonlight
Just the I-need-you-and-here's-whys of snoring Gords and Cheryls
There's a heron outside, in violet light
There's an urge to go, a shadow, a heightened air of peril

Your heart jumps to
And my heart jumps too
I think to myself "I don't really know my heart"
As you whisper "me too"

A silver jet roars overhead
Rocks the nocturne all everglade and grey sheers
A silver jet, so far off already
Fought the hot spurs off all the way to Cape Spear

It's quiet again, when a car like Big Ben
The radio dopplering, for all you Gregory Peck fans
Let Us Now Praise Famous Men
To take some pressure off the wonderous to fight and

Your heart jumps to
And my heart jumps too
As if the Wolves of Northhumberland themselves
Were rumoured to be en route

A silver jet, way overhead
You're an archipelago, a satellite, a green star
A silver jet, so far off already
With your I-need-you-and-here's-why flying to the next part

Your heart jumps to
And my heart jumps too
I'm thinking to myself "packing is a secret art"
And as you whisper "me too"

A silver jet roars overhead
A silver jet, flying to the next part
A silver jet, so far off already
A silver jet, a satellite, a green star
A silver jet, way overhead
A silver jet, evergladed grey sheers
A silver jet, so far off already
A silver jet, Clayqout sound to Cape Spear

done

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