Satellite signal says you're
Taking an earlier flight
Damascus to Heathrow via the
City of Light
To the City of Angels
We ran down to kiss you
Goodbye but they're closing
The gatevs
Like warfare and drugs and
Young lovers no one wants
To wait
In the City of Angels
Angels here in LAX
Baggage and parcels and
Burdens you're leaving behind
If you can't take it with you
Than why in the world would
You mind
Departures
Not looking for anything better,
This is all that there is
They're out composing the
Letters, I wear a shirt that is his
Departures
Departures here in LAX
There's a shooting star
There's a satellite
Orion and Pleiades
I'm down here on my knees
Look for the message carved
Into the light
There's the mission bell
There's the telephone
Handclaps and marching bands
Drums from the Holy Land
Someone to tell us we're not
Alone
Here in LAX
She looks bewildered and
Angry, lonely and scared
He's drunk and raging and
Splinters the cross that he bears
Departures
Like the last day of Indian
Summer, winter slips through
The cracks
You're feeling the chill but there
Isn't a door to get back
City of Angels
Angels here in LAX
There's a shooting star
There's a satellite
Orion and Pleiades
I'm down here on my knees
Look for the message carved
Into the light
There's the mission bell
There's the telephone
Handclaps and marching bands
Drums from the Holy Land
Someone to tell us we're not
Alone
Here in LAX
There's my baby boy
There's my daughter's eyes
My mother, my brother, my son
And my lover
And everyone's searching for
You in the sky
There's the God I love
There's the God I fear
Destined or random
Loved or abandoned
Sometimes I swear I can feel
You right here
Are you ready?
Nobody's ready
Ready or not, baby
Ready or not
Here in LAX
Writer(s): Jerry Joseph
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