“Mirrors on the ceiling, The pink champagne on ice And she said 'We are all just prisoners here, of our own device' And in the master's chambers, They gathered for the feast They stab it with their steely knives, But… — The Eagles Copy Share Image
Mirrors on the ceiling and pink champagne on ice, we are just prisoners here of own device. — The Eagles Copy Share Image
Some people never come clean, I think you know what I mean. You're walking a wire between pain and desire, and looking for love… — The Eagles Copy Share Image
Freedom, well, that's just some people talking. Your prison is walking through this world all alone. — The Eagles Copy Share Image
“Mirrors on the ceiling, The pink champagne on ice And she said 'We are all just prisoners here, of our own device' And in… — The Eagles Copy Share Image
The towns lay out across the dusty planes, like graveyards filled with tombstones, waiting for the names. — The Eagles Copy Share Image
Some rich man came and raped the land, nobody caught him. Put up a bunch of ugly boxes, and Jesus, people bought them. — The Eagles Copy Share Image
I was standing all alone against the world outside. You were searching for a place to hide. Lost and lonely, now you've given me… — The Eagles Copy Share Image
“Freeways flickering; cell phones chiming a tune We're riding to Utopia; road map says we'll be arriving soon Captains of the old order clinging… — The Eagles Copy Share Image
“So often times it happens that we live our lives in chains, and we never even know we have the key." ( Already Gone )” — The Eagles Copy Share Image
