It's time to get down to the heart of the matter. And I think it's about forgiveness?even if you don't love me any more.

The Eagles ended on a rather abrupt note, although in retrospect I realize now that it had been ending for quite some time.

To the last, I grapple with thee; From Hell's heart, I stab at thee; For hate's sake, I spit my last breath at thee

an absolute heart of gold.

Sometimes you get the best light from a burning bridge.

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.