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 ehh
And the night over London hey

So we rode down to the river where the (something something)
For the curses to be broken
We go underneath the arches where the witches are (something something)
There are ghost towns in the ocean
The ocean

Singing la la la la la la ehh
And the night over London hey

Gunners in the houses and gunners 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 ehh
And the night over London hey

Singing la la la la la la eh
There’s no light over London today