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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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Mat Kearney

Hawthorne (Best Buy Bonus Track)

 

Hawthorne (Best Buy Bonus Track)

(album: Young Love - 2011)


I'm chasing lions, and goblins and angels at night
With a barrel and a bottle by a grandfathers knife
There's blood on my collar, I wish it was mine
With less friends before me and more left behind

If you run to the moon
You're running alone
If you wait for the moment
It's coming too slow
Preacher the prophet
I've never known

But the Jesus of prostitutes is chasing my soul
But the Jesus of prostitutes is chasing my soul

With oceans before me and oceans to grow
The price of this freedom has cost me my home
Stood on the mountains of mint fields of gold
I wish I wasn't here standing alone

If you run to the moon
You're running alone
If you wait for the moment
It's coming too slow
Preacher the prophet
I've never known

But the Jesus of prostitutes is chasing my soul
But the Jesus of prostitutes is chasing my soul

I remember on Hawthorne the rain and the smoke
I wish that the last words weren't the last we spoke
I was burning on fire from earlier years
The bitterness burns with regret in my tears

If you run to the moon
You're running alone
If you wait for the moment
It's coming too slow
Preacher the prophet
I've never known

Well living for bread ain't worth living at all
Suffer the darkness and wait for the dawn
This letter I'm writing won't find a home
Burning the thunder
And cold to the bone

Cause the Jesus of prostitutes is chasing my soul
Cause the Jesus of prostitutes is calling me home

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