Lax - Jerry Joseph, Jerry Joseph & The Jackmormons

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