Don't Look Back, You Can Never Look

I've Been Trying To Get Down To The Heart Of The Matter But My Will Gets Weak And My Thoughts Seem To Scatter But I Think It's About Forgiveness... Forgiveness, Even If You Don't Love Me Anymore.

O' Beautiful For Spacious Skies But Now Those Skies Are Threatening They're Beating Plowshares Into Swords For This Tired Old Man That We Elected King Armchair Warriors Often Fail And We've Been Poisoned By These Fairy Tales The Lawyers Clean Up All Details Since Daddy Had To Lie But I Know A Place Where We Can Go And Wash Away This Sin We'll Sit And Watch The Clouds Roll By And The Tall Grass Wave In The Wind Just Lay Your Head Back On The Ground And Let Your Hair Spill All Around Me Offer Up Your Best Defence But This Is The End This Is The End Of The Innocence

Lawsuits Should Not Be Used To Destroy A Viable And Independent Distribution System. The Solution Lies In The Marketplace And Not The Courtroom.

The Eagles Ended On A Rather Abrupt Note, Although In Retrospect I Realize Now That It Had Been Ending For Quite Some Time.

Sometimes Songwriters And Singers Forget That. They Get A Melody In Their Head And The Notes Will Take Precedence, So That They Wind Up Forcing A Word Onto A Melody. It Doesn't Ring True.