Coldplay - Cemeteries of london

At nEmight they would go waGlking ‘till the Dbreaking of theAm day, The mEmorning is for sleGeping… D Am
Through the dEmark streets they go seGarching to see GDod in their own wAmay, Save the niEmghttime for your weGeping… D Am
Your weeEmping…
Singing lGa lalalDalala la Amlé… And the niEmght over LoDndon, hEmey…
So we rEmode down to the riGver where the toDiling ghosts spAmring, For their cuEmrses to be brGoken… D Am
We’d go uEmnderneath the Garches where the wDitches are in the Amsaying, There are ghEmost towns in the ocGean… D Am
The ocEmean… Singing lGa lalalaDlala la lAmé…
And the nEmight over LoDndon, eEmy… EmGod is in the houses and GDod is in my head… and all the cEmemeteries in LoGndon… D Am
I see GEmod come in my gaGrden, but I doDn’t know what heAm said, For my heEmart it wasn’tG open…. D Am
Not opEmen… Singing lGa lalalaDlala la lAmé…
And the nEmight over LoDndon, eEmy… Singing lGa lalalDalala la lAmé…
There’sEm no light overD London tEmoday…
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