Sometime Soon
The Curator
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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, 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, me, that, me
But not us, but not us, but not us
An 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, coming good — sometime soon
Meanwhile back
Round the corner from the village square
In the stillness of a summer, 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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