At night they would go walking
‘Til 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 lalalalalalalalaiy
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 underneath the arches
Where the witches are and they say
There are ghost towns in the ocean
The ocean
Singing lalalalalalalalaiy
And the night over London lay
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 lalalalalalalalaiy
And the night over London lay
Singing lalalalalalalalaiy
There’s no light over London today
Cemeteries of London
At night they would go walking
Til the breaking of the day
The morning's for sleeping
Through the dark streets they'd go searching
To see God in their own way
Save the nightime for your weeping
Your weeping...
Singing a la lala la la ehh
And the night over London, lay
So we rode down to the river
Where Victorian ghosts pray
For the curse is to be broken
We'll go underneath the arches
Where the witches aren't the same
There are ghost towns in the ocean
The ocean..
Singing la la lala la la ehh
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 lala la la ehh
And the night over London, lay
Singing la la lala la la ehh
There's no light over London today
At night they would go walking
‘Til 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 lalalalalalala
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