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 nighttime
for your weeping
Your weeping
Singing la lalalalala la l
And the night over London lay
So we rode down
to the river where
the toiling ghosts spring
For their curses to be broken
We'd go underneath the arches
where the witches
are in the saying
There are ghost
towns in the ocean
The ocean
Singing la lalalalala la l
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 la lalalalala la l
And the night over London lay
Singing la lalalalala la l
There's no light over
London today
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 nighttime
for your weeping
Your weeping
Singing la lalalalala la l
And the night over London lay
So we rode down
to the river where
the toiling ghosts spring
For their curses to be broken
We'd go underneath the arches
where the witches
are in the saying
There are ghost
towns in the ocean
The ocean
Singing la lalalalala la l
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 la lalalalala la l
And the night over London lay
Singing la lalalalala la l
There's no light over
London today