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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 Church

Anchorage

 

Anchorage

(album: Untitled No. 23 - 2009)


Scales of an angel
Wings of a snake
Living here in the future
With the racket that you make

Memory of a scream
Heart of the flame
Talking in a lark's tongue
And more of the same

Green ice is on the melt
Just the way the dead have felt
Nothing like the way my name is spelt
But I belt it out anyway

Darkness returning
My torch keeps on burning for you
In the life you keep on spurning
Everything is hurting me

Mouth of a river
The fingers of a flute
The trees get used for rifles
Growing lovely shoots

Around the captain's table
The silent diners slept
In the white of morning
The distance slowly crept

And the ice in my glass
And the hit of the past
And the great icy blast
I pass it on to you

Darkness returning
My torch keeps on burning for you
In the life you keep on spurning
Everything is hurting me
'thing is hurting me

Words of a mute
The passion of a rock
Waking early on an Easter Sunday
Just before the cock

The motion of a statue
The honour of a rat
The street was almost empty
But then you saw through that

And the ice in the box
Falling off the shelf in blocks
Down at the docks
Well I was shocked not to be discovered

Darkness returning
My torch keeps on burning for you
In the life you keep on spurning
Everything is hurting me

Strength of a lamb
The shape of a cloud
The eyes of the star
Cruelty of a crowd

This afternoon is crushing down
The bars are all closed today lady
Middle of town is a long way down
I'd hate to see you break your crown

And the ice in my drink
My drink in your lap
Just a process in a trap
I'll slap it out of you
Slap it out of you

Music of the snow
Tempts the flake
Nature, you don't know
A nice delicious ache

The conscience of a fox
Love about the size of a shoe box
The school of hard knocks
They box it out of me

The ice in my throat
A message in the note
Just like a sinking boat
You coat yourself with sympathy

Darkness returning
My torch keeps on burning for you
In the life you keep on spurning
Everything is hurting me 'thing is hurting me

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