Don't Look Back, You Can

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

I Try To Write Conversationally; I Try To Write Like People Speak And Put The Emphasis On The Right Syllable.

I'm Not Easy To Live With And I Know That It's True. However, You're No Picnic Either, Babe, And That's One Of The Things I Liked About You.

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

I Remember A Time When Things Were A Lot More Fun Around Here, When Good Was Good And Evil Was Evil, Before Things Got Fuzzy.