We're Being Treated To The

To Want What I Have, To Take What I'm Given With Grace. For This I Pray.

In Forty-five Minutes, It'll All Be Done. We'll All Be Good And Crispy, But We'll Still Be Number One.

There Is Not Wrong, There Is No Right, And I Will Sleep Very Well Tonight.

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.

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