Standard (EADGBE)
Oh Los Angeles we leave you now At the setting of your skies
As we leave the comfort of your ground, With your angels we will
fly
Well you carried us in broken dreams Like a mother does her sons
We were scattered 'cross your dirty streets We were dying one by one
And you held us in your city lights
When our eyes had lost the stars,
And we made our peace with lonely nights And you healed our broken
hearts
Well they say the big one's gonna come And you'll fall into the sea
We will know then that your work is done And your angels will
go free And your angels will
go free And your angels will
go free And your angels will go free