Cemeteries of London

There are ghost towns in the ocean, the ocean
And all the cemeteries in London
Singing la la la, la la la eh
So we rode down to the river where the toiling ghosts spring
Singing la la la, la la la eh
Save the night time for your weeping, your weeping

God is in the houses and God is in my head
I see God come in my garden but I don’t know what He said

And the night over London, hey
For the curses to be broken
Singing la la la, la la la eh
Through the dark streets they go searching to see God in their own way
And the night over London, hey

We go underneath the arches where the witches are in the saying

For my heart it wasn’t open, not open
Singing la la la, la la la eh
And the night over London, hey