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