Coldplay - Cemeteries of london

^DmAt night they would go ^Fwalking till the ^Cbreak in the ^Dmday ^DmThe morning is for ^Csleeping ^{Dm Dm}Through the dark street^Fs they go searching to see ^CGod in their own ^Dmway ^DmSave the nighttime for you ^Cweeping ^{Dm Dm}Your weeping

Singing ^Fla la la ^Cla la la eh^Dm And the ^Fnight over ^AmLondon he^Dmy

So we ^Dmrode down to the ^Friver where the ^Amtoiling ghosts ^Dmspring For their ^Dmcurses to be ^Fbroken ^Am We'll go ^Dmunderneath the ^Farches where the ^Amwitches are in the ^Dmsea There are ^Dmghost towns in the ^Focean ^Am The ^Dmocean

Singing ^Fla la la ^Cla la la eh^Dm And the ^Fnight over ^AmLondon he^Dmy

^DmGod in the ^Fhouses, and ^Amgod is in my ^Dmhead And all the ^Dmcemeteries in ^FLondon ^Am I see ^Dmgod come in my ^Fgarden, but I ^Amdon't know what he'd sa^Dmy For my ^Dmheart it wasn't ^Fopen ^Am Not ^Dmopen

Singing ^Fla la la ^Cla la la eh^Dm And the ^Fnight over ^AmLondon hey^Dm Singing ^Fla la la ^Cla la la la^Dmy There's no ^Flight over ^AmLondon toda^Dmy