Alistair Murphy (The Curator)- Sometime Soon


Reviews of Sometime Soon - in the Daily Mirror, Classic Rock Prog, Shindig and others.


Stage 1 - On The Great North Road

Stage 2 - Till The End

Stage 3 - The Winter’s Edge

Stage 4 - Stuck In Traffic

Stage 5 - If Time Allows Us To

Stage 6 - On The Spanish Main

Stage 7 - A Fool’s Errand

Stage 8 - The Leaves Come Down

Stage 9 - Not Us

Stage 10 - And If And When

Stage 11 - The World Has Been Turned Into Water

Stage 12  -Sometime Soon


Written, Arranged and Produced by Alistair Murphy


Alistair Murphy : Keyboards, Guitars & Vocals

Mark Fletcher : Bass

Steve Bingham : Violins and Viola

Laurie A’Court : Saxes


Featuring, and cast in order of appearance

Lindsey Mackie : Vocals (On The Great North Road, Not Us, And If And

                                                                                                   When)

Julianne Regan : Vocals (On The Great North Road, Sometime Soon)

Diana Hare : Vocals (On The Great North Road, If Time Allows Us To, A

                                                                                          Fool’s Errand)

Judy Dyble : Vocals (On The Great North Road, Stuck In Traffic)

Craig Hulkes : Drums (Till The End, On The Spanish Main)

Pat Mastelotto : Drums (If Time Allows Us To)

Jez Salmon : Lead Guitar (If Time Allows Us To, On The Spanish Main)


String Arrangements : Steve Bingham and Alistair Murphy

Vocal Arrangement on ‘Not Us’ : Lindsey Mackie




Sometime Soon


Sometime Soon

When the streets are full of sound

And the curtains move in unison

In that moment that we haven’t found

And if and when… And when

Sometime soon. Why not now?


Meanwhile back

Stuck in traffic on the Great North Road

Framed in steel, nonetheless he dreams of gold

One more day, one more week, one more year

One more life but sometime very soon


Walking by the winter’s edge, one day

Thought of all that I had thought

And then I heard you say

“We won’t know ‘til the end

I won’t know”


Walking through the town I know, one day

Thought of all the things I had thought

And then I heard you say

“We won’t know ‘til the end

I won’t know ‘til the end”


Walking through my life one day, I found

All the years that lay behind, like a

Crowd they blocked my way

“You won’t know ‘til the end

I won’t know ‘til the end”

“We won’t know ‘til the end

I won’t know ‘til the end”


Meanwhile back

Stuck in traffic on the Great North Road

Framed in steel, nonetheless he dreams of gold

One more day, one more week, one more year

One more life and sometime very soon


Someday, sometime, someday soon

Someday, sometime, someday soon


Sometime soon, if time allows us to

If all the shouting in this building dies away for you

Before you say what you had meant to say

When we passed upon the landing, thinking

Something good is coming sometime soon


Sometime soon all the things that weigh us down

All the words that hang upon the

Gables of our lives will fall

Sometime soon


Someday, sometime, someday soon

Someday, sometime, someday soon


Sometime soon all the tin-pot men and boys

With their five stage tin-pot plans will fade away

Sometime soon


A spark amongst

A spark amongst dry grass

A thin column of smoke

Like an afterthought


Tonight the wind,

Tonight the leaves are all around

And in the rain

I walk to town


And in the streets

A silence reigns about the town

I hold my breath

And turn around


And someday soon

Before the waking of the town

And on the wind

The leaves come down

The leaves come down

The leaves come down


All that I know will be there when I’ve gone

The light through the trees and

The murmuring breeze

All will be there, will be there,

All be there, will be there

But not me, not me, not me


The ball rolls along in the mud and the song

That rings out so loud as you stand in the crowd

One voice is gone, it is gone

One voice is gone, it is gone

That’s me, that’s me, that’s me


But not us, but not us, but not us


All that we hear, that we see, that we know

Will always be here, though our lives disappear

All will be here, be here

All will be here, will be here

But not us, but not us, but not us


Soon

Something good is coming sometime soon

And if and when maybe sometime soon


Waiting here in the dark for a train,

A dark suited man with his daughter

All of the light washed away with the rain

The world has been turned into water

Here today but all swept away

The dark-suited man and his daughter


Crouching down as he waits for the sign

He jumps at the sound of the mortar

Thoughts turn to home, and heart turns to stone

The world has been turned into water

Here today but all swept away

Kingdom come, at the thud of the mortar


Listening out for the crash of the glass,

The soldiers march into the quarter

Dragged down their stairs, and out of their homes

The world has been turned into water

Here today but all swept away

By the wave that offers no quarter

Here today but all swept away

For the world has been turned into water


Sometime soon

When the pit bull boys have drunk their last

And the debt collectors lose them homes

With the solvent holding fast

And here and now

In the corners of our lives some light will fall

Sometime soon, why not now?


Meanwhile back,

They’re cheering on the charabanc

On the Spanish Main

All the pirates walk the plank

For all the days outside

The years we’ve frittered by

The truths we crushed beneath

The weight of courtroom lies

Something’s coming good – sometime soon


Meanwhile back

Round the corner from the village square

In the stillness of a summer’s day

And I’m trying hard not to stare

At your eyes, your dark brown legs

Your face cradled by your dark brown hair,

Something’s coming good – sometime soon

Sometime soon

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