Cemeteries of London

At night, they would go walking 'til the breaking of the day
The morning is for sleepin'
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-lay
And the night over London lay

So we rode down to the river where Victorian ghosts pray
For their curses to be broken
We go wandering 'neath the arches where the witches are, and they say
"There are ghost towns in the ocean"
The ocean

Singing la-la-la-la-la-la-lay
And the night over London lay

God is in the houses, and God is in my head
And all the cemeteries of 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-lay
And the night over London lay

Singing la-la-la-la-la-la-lay
There's no light over London today