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

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 will fall into the sea

We will know that then your work is done

And your angels will go free...

And your angels will go free

{Peter Bradley Adams- "Los Angeles"}