<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">  <channel>    <title><![CDATA[ The music lyrics database - forgotlyrics.com ]]></title>    <link><![CDATA[ https://www.forgotlyrics.com ]]></link>    <description><![CDATA[The music lyrics database - forgotlyrics.com ]]></description>    <ttl>10</ttl>    <copyright>https://www.forgotlyrics.com</copyright>    <pubDate>Wed, 29 Apr 2026 03:41:58 +0700</pubDate>    <generator>The music lyrics database</generator>    <docs>https://www.forgotlyrics.com</docs>    <image>      <title><![CDATA[ The music lyrics database - The music lyrics database ]]></title>      <url>https://www.forgotlyrics.com/Content/img/logo1-default.png</url>      <link><![CDATA[ https://www.forgotlyrics.com ]]></link>      <width>121</width>      <height>40</height>    </image>    <item>      <title><![CDATA[ When Summer's Over Will We Dream Of Spring ]]></title>      <link><![CDATA[ https://www.forgotlyrics.com/cursive/when-summers-over-will-we-dream-of-spring ]]></link>      <guid isPermaLink="false"><![CDATA[ https://www.forgotlyrics.com/cursive/when-summers-over-will-we-dream-of-spring ]]></guid>      <description><![CDATA[ a safe position back against the wall. a simple shrug to shrug the questions off. there's no action. there is no reaction. coveted, i fight the consequence. ]]></description>      <pubDate>Thu, 29 Oct 2015 15:28:43 +0700</pubDate>    </item>    <item>      <title><![CDATA[ Warped The Wood Floors ]]></title>      <link><![CDATA[ https://www.forgotlyrics.com/cursive/warped-the-wood-floors ]]></link>      <guid isPermaLink="false"><![CDATA[ https://www.forgotlyrics.com/cursive/warped-the-wood-floors ]]></guid>      <description><![CDATA[ When we were burning. These stained walls would swell with passion. Our sweat warped the wooden floorboards. You'd kick out the nightlight. And let the moon bleed through the window. ]]></description>      <pubDate>Thu, 29 Oct 2015 15:24:43 +0700</pubDate>    </item>    <item>      <title><![CDATA[ Vermont ]]></title>      <link><![CDATA[ https://www.forgotlyrics.com/cursive/vermont ]]></link>      <guid isPermaLink="false"><![CDATA[ https://www.forgotlyrics.com/cursive/vermont ]]></guid>      <description><![CDATA[ Staring up at stars. From the back seat of a stationwagon. Carving the night. Trees keep marching by. Light poles blur into a stream. Blazing laser beams. ]]></description>      <pubDate>Thu, 29 Oct 2015 15:23:03 +0700</pubDate>    </item>    <item>      <title><![CDATA[ There's A Coldest Day In Every Year ]]></title>      <link><![CDATA[ https://www.forgotlyrics.com/cursive/theres-a-coldest-day-in-every-year ]]></link>      <guid isPermaLink="false"><![CDATA[ https://www.forgotlyrics.com/cursive/theres-a-coldest-day-in-every-year ]]></guid>      <description><![CDATA[ Hey, Are you sleeping?. We've got nothing better to do. Than just lay here, together. Let it pass.... It wasn't so hard to destroy. Now its not so easy to forget. ]]></description>      <pubDate>Thu, 29 Oct 2015 15:18:57 +0700</pubDate>    </item>    <item>      <title><![CDATA[ The Ugly Organist ]]></title>      <link><![CDATA[ https://www.forgotlyrics.com/cursive/the-ugly-organist ]]></link>      <guid isPermaLink="false"><![CDATA[ https://www.forgotlyrics.com/cursive/the-ugly-organist ]]></guid>      <description><![CDATA[ And now, we proudly present. songs perverse and songs of lament. A couple hymns of confession,. and songs that recognize our sick obsessions. Sing along i'm on the ugly organ again. ]]></description>      <pubDate>Thu, 29 Oct 2015 15:17:52 +0700</pubDate>    </item>    <item>      <title><![CDATA[ The Road To Financial Stability ]]></title>      <link><![CDATA[ https://www.forgotlyrics.com/cursive/the-road-to-financial-stability ]]></link>      <guid isPermaLink="false"><![CDATA[ https://www.forgotlyrics.com/cursive/the-road-to-financial-stability ]]></guid>      <description><![CDATA[ watching cars. or will we be passed by. will anyone stop for us. be passed on. the day passes away. and we're alone. the moment cracks along the sidewalk. ]]></description>      <pubDate>Thu, 29 Oct 2015 15:16:11 +0700</pubDate>    </item>    <item>      <title><![CDATA[ The Rhyme Scheme ]]></title>      <link><![CDATA[ https://www.forgotlyrics.com/cursive/the-rhyme-scheme ]]></link>      <guid isPermaLink="false"><![CDATA[ https://www.forgotlyrics.com/cursive/the-rhyme-scheme ]]></guid>      <description><![CDATA[ ]]></description>      <pubDate>Thu, 29 Oct 2015 15:13:58 +0700</pubDate>    </item>    <item>      <title><![CDATA[ The Recluse ]]></title>      <link><![CDATA[ https://www.forgotlyrics.com/cursive/the-recluse ]]></link>      <guid isPermaLink="false"><![CDATA[ https://www.forgotlyrics.com/cursive/the-recluse ]]></guid>      <description><![CDATA[ I wake alone, ina woman's room I hardly know.. I wake alone- and pretend that I am finally home.. The room is littered with her books and notebooks.. I imagine what they say, like, 'shoo fly, don't bother me,'. ]]></description>      <pubDate>Thu, 29 Oct 2015 15:11:49 +0700</pubDate>    </item>    <item>      <title><![CDATA[ The Radiator Hums ]]></title>      <link><![CDATA[ https://www.forgotlyrics.com/cursive/the-radiator-hums ]]></link>      <guid isPermaLink="false"><![CDATA[ https://www.forgotlyrics.com/cursive/the-radiator-hums ]]></guid>      <description><![CDATA[ Dinner's getting cold. You haven't touched a thing. So what's it gonna be?. I can hold out much longer than you. . When it's steady, I'm just acting out my roles. ]]></description>      <pubDate>Thu, 29 Oct 2015 15:09:45 +0700</pubDate>    </item>    <item>      <title><![CDATA[ The Night I Lost The Will To Fight ]]></title>      <link><![CDATA[ https://www.forgotlyrics.com/cursive/the-night-i-lost-the-will-to-fight ]]></link>      <guid isPermaLink="false"><![CDATA[ https://www.forgotlyrics.com/cursive/the-night-i-lost-the-will-to-fight ]]></guid>      <description><![CDATA[ I need a catalyst, to rekindle the flame. That once burned within these fists where defeat remains. . The night has fallen down the staircase.... . I need a catalyst, to rekindle the flame. ]]></description>      <pubDate>Thu, 29 Oct 2015 15:08:24 +0700</pubDate>    </item>    <item>      <title><![CDATA[ The Martyr ]]></title>      <link><![CDATA[ https://www.forgotlyrics.com/cursive/the-martyr ]]></link>      <guid isPermaLink="false"><![CDATA[ https://www.forgotlyrics.com/cursive/the-martyr ]]></guid>      <description><![CDATA[ And so it's begun. This is year one. The birth of a child in the form of a man. Wrapped in towel. Passed out on the floor. These drunken hours -- graces deflowered. ]]></description>      <pubDate>Thu, 29 Oct 2015 15:06:48 +0700</pubDate>    </item>    <item>      <title><![CDATA[ The Lament Of Pretty Baby ]]></title>      <link><![CDATA[ https://www.forgotlyrics.com/cursive/the-lament-of-pretty-baby ]]></link>      <guid isPermaLink="false"><![CDATA[ https://www.forgotlyrics.com/cursive/the-lament-of-pretty-baby ]]></guid>      <description><![CDATA[ I saw something I was not supposed to see. A ghostly memory that keeps on haunting me. . (The kitchen door was open a crack,. So naively we peeked inside). ]]></description>      <pubDate>Thu, 29 Oct 2015 15:05:28 +0700</pubDate>    </item>    <item>      <title><![CDATA[ The Great Decay ]]></title>      <link><![CDATA[ https://www.forgotlyrics.com/cursive/the-great-decay ]]></link>      <guid isPermaLink="false"><![CDATA[ https://www.forgotlyrics.com/cursive/the-great-decay ]]></guid>      <description><![CDATA[ ]]></description>      <pubDate>Thu, 29 Oct 2015 15:04:32 +0700</pubDate>    </item>    <item>      <title><![CDATA[ The Game Of Who Needs Who The Worst ]]></title>      <link><![CDATA[ https://www.forgotlyrics.com/cursive/the-game-of-who-needs-who-the-worst ]]></link>      <guid isPermaLink="false"><![CDATA[ https://www.forgotlyrics.com/cursive/the-game-of-who-needs-who-the-worst ]]></guid>      <description><![CDATA[ A little bit closer,. I know you're not bashful. There, now that's not so bad, is it?. So what was that secret?. What did that prick whisper to you?. Was it playful and flirty. ]]></description>      <pubDate>Thu, 29 Oct 2015 15:02:21 +0700</pubDate>    </item>    <item>      <title><![CDATA[ The Farewell Party ]]></title>      <link><![CDATA[ https://www.forgotlyrics.com/cursive/the-farewell-party ]]></link>      <guid isPermaLink="false"><![CDATA[ https://www.forgotlyrics.com/cursive/the-farewell-party ]]></guid>      <description><![CDATA[ "Bon Voyage". And promptly he hung up the phone. There was a doorbell ringing. So he snuck out onto the terrace. He said "If these were my last words,. ]]></description>      <pubDate>Thu, 29 Oct 2015 15:00:16 +0700</pubDate>    </item>    <item>      <title><![CDATA[ The Dirt Of The Vineyard ]]></title>      <link><![CDATA[ https://www.forgotlyrics.com/cursive/the-dirt-of-the-vineyard ]]></link>      <guid isPermaLink="false"><![CDATA[ https://www.forgotlyrics.com/cursive/the-dirt-of-the-vineyard ]]></guid>      <description><![CDATA[ Less talk, more dancing. If we could push off the sick conversation one more night. I surely would. My shoes have gathered the dust of the vineyard. Have I soiled your gown?. ]]></description>      <pubDate>Thu, 29 Oct 2015 14:57:58 +0700</pubDate>    </item>    <item>      <title><![CDATA[ The Censor ]]></title>      <link><![CDATA[ https://www.forgotlyrics.com/cursive/the-censor ]]></link>      <guid isPermaLink="false"><![CDATA[ https://www.forgotlyrics.com/cursive/the-censor ]]></guid>      <description><![CDATA[ It's not a song about old friends,. backstabbers, leeches, or cretins.. It's not about you, and it isn't true.. . It's not a song about family,. how the lack thereof can be crippling.. ]]></description>      <pubDate>Thu, 29 Oct 2015 14:56:40 +0700</pubDate>    </item>    <item>      <title><![CDATA[ The Casualty ]]></title>      <link><![CDATA[ https://www.forgotlyrics.com/cursive/the-casualty ]]></link>      <guid isPermaLink="false"><![CDATA[ https://www.forgotlyrics.com/cursive/the-casualty ]]></guid>      <description><![CDATA[ The night has fallen down the staircase. And I, for one, have felt its bruises. Equilbrium; inebriated. Our social graces have been displaced. . As we sink deeper into the drink. ]]></description>      <pubDate>Thu, 29 Oct 2015 14:55:43 +0700</pubDate>    </item>    <item>      <title><![CDATA[ The Bitter End ]]></title>      <link><![CDATA[ https://www.forgotlyrics.com/cursive/the-bitter-end ]]></link>      <guid isPermaLink="false"><![CDATA[ https://www.forgotlyrics.com/cursive/the-bitter-end ]]></guid>      <description><![CDATA[ When the bitter end arrives,. will we be at war or sadly, madly in love?. Will we beg for one more night?. Or will we have our bags packed. waiting at the door?. ]]></description>      <pubDate>Thu, 29 Oct 2015 14:53:35 +0700</pubDate>    </item>    <item>      <title><![CDATA[ Tempest ]]></title>      <link><![CDATA[ https://www.forgotlyrics.com/cursive/tempest ]]></link>      <guid isPermaLink="false"><![CDATA[ https://www.forgotlyrics.com/cursive/tempest ]]></guid>      <description><![CDATA[ Wind blown. A semi capsized in the storm. Stranded. The rains of June have cleansed it. A baptism of sufferage. . Take two. One man beneath a waning moon. ]]></description>      <pubDate>Thu, 29 Oct 2015 14:49:44 +0700</pubDate>    </item>  </channel></rss>