Cemeteries Of London

At night they would go walking till the breaking of the day The morning is for sleeping Through the dark streets they go searching to see God in their own way Save the night time for your weeping, your weeping Singing la la la, la la la eh And the night over London, hey So we rode down to the river where the toiling ghosts spring For the curses to be broken We go underneath the arches where the witches are in the saying There are ghost towns in the ocean, the ocean Singing la la la, la la la eh And the night over London, hey God is in the houses and God is in my head And all the cemeteries in London I see God come in my garden but I don't know what He said For my heart it wasn't open, not open Singing la la la, la la la eh And the night over London, hey Singing la la la, la la la eh There's no light over London today