text: 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 wander neath 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