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 weepingSinging la la la, la la la ey
And the night over London laySo we rode down to the river where Victorian ghosts pray
For the curses to be broken
We go underneath the arches where the witches there saying
There are ghost towns in the ocean, the oceanSinging la la la, la la la ey
And the night over London layGod 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 dont know what He said
For my heart it wasnt open, not openSinging la la la, la la la ey
And the night over London lay
Singing la la la, la la la ey
Theres no light over London today