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Songs That Will Make You Cry Uncontrollably. . Find Your Next Concert With Live Nation's Tour Stop. . Watch Ariana Grande Sing Her Hits On Carpool Karaoke. ]]></description>      <pubDate>Wed, 24 Feb 2016 14:26:47 +0700</pubDate>    </item>    <item>      <title><![CDATA[ Modern Times ]]></title>      <link><![CDATA[ https://www.forgotlyrics.com/al-stewart/modern-times ]]></link>      <guid isPermaLink="false"><![CDATA[ https://www.forgotlyrics.com/al-stewart/modern-times ]]></guid>      <description><![CDATA[ Hello old friend, what a strange coincidence to find you. It's been fifteen years since we last met, but I still recognised you. So call the barman over here, and let us fill our glasses. ]]></description>      <pubDate>Sat, 05 Sep 2015 09:49:53 +0700</pubDate>    </item>    <item>      <title><![CDATA[ In Brooklyn ]]></title>      <link><![CDATA[ https://www.forgotlyrics.com/al-stewart/in-brooklyn ]]></link>      <guid isPermaLink="false"><![CDATA[ https://www.forgotlyrics.com/al-stewart/in-brooklyn ]]></guid>      <description><![CDATA[ Oh I come from Pittsburgh to study astrology. She said as she stepped on my instep. 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The dark deserted streets then clear. ]]></description>      <pubDate>Sat, 05 Sep 2015 08:28:48 +0700</pubDate>    </item>    <item>      <title><![CDATA[ Apple Cider Re-constitution ]]></title>      <link><![CDATA[ https://www.forgotlyrics.com/al-stewart/apple-cider-re-constitution ]]></link>      <guid isPermaLink="false"><![CDATA[ https://www.forgotlyrics.com/al-stewart/apple-cider-re-constitution ]]></guid>      <description><![CDATA[ When we came to the station all the trains were rusty. The doors were open and the windows broken in. There was grass in all the cracks and the air hung musty. ]]></description>      <pubDate>Sat, 05 Sep 2015 08:24:47 +0700</pubDate>    </item>    <item>      <title><![CDATA[ Anna ]]></title>      <link><![CDATA[ https://www.forgotlyrics.com/al-stewart/anna ]]></link>      <guid isPermaLink="false"><![CDATA[ https://www.forgotlyrics.com/al-stewart/anna ]]></guid>      <description><![CDATA[ Anna, turns out the light. Sits down alone. 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Proud relations came to fawn. ]]></description>      <pubDate>Sat, 05 Sep 2015 10:29:43 +0700</pubDate>    </item>    <item>      <title><![CDATA[ Not The One ]]></title>      <link><![CDATA[ https://www.forgotlyrics.com/al-stewart/not-the-one ]]></link>      <guid isPermaLink="false"><![CDATA[ https://www.forgotlyrics.com/al-stewart/not-the-one ]]></guid>      <description><![CDATA[ It's the kind of grey November day that washes away reflections. In the eyes of hotel porters. And the latticed wooden benches by the sea contain no travellers. ]]></description>      <pubDate>Sat, 05 Sep 2015 10:09:34 +0700</pubDate>    </item>  </channel></rss>