Cemeteries Of London

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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 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 underneath 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