a quiet house

by julie murphy

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    New songs by Julie Murphy, on voice and piano. Accompanied on harp and trombone by Ceri Owen Jones.

    The cover is a matt gatefold card CD, like an mini old fashioned LP. The first 300 are signed by Julie Murphy.

    "Julie murphy is a towering talent, both in traditional music and as a singer-songwriter" Dafydd Goff, The Guardian

    "You'll be hard pressed to find anything more moving, plaintive or intuitive, from any era or genre" Adam Walton BBC Radio Wales

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'Julie Murphy is a towering talent, both in traditional music and as a singer-songwriter.'
Dafydd Goff The Guardian

'Plenty of love, death and beauty, those who like their music with a bit of edge and a lot of soul need to make its enriching acquaintance immediately.'
Colin Irwin froots

'You'll be hard pressed to find anything more moving, plaintive or intuitive, from any era or genre.'
Adam Walton BBC Radio Wales

'Murphy’s exquisite vocals bring a depth of emotion to the material that few other singers could approach. Murphy’s finest work to date.'
Dave Haslam R2 magazine

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released May 1, 2012

julie murphy : voice and piano
ceri owen jones : trombone and harp
recorded, mixed and mastered by jens schroeder
produced by julie murphy ( at home in wales )

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julie murphy Swansea, UK

Julie Murphy is a singer songwriter and member of Welsh folk innovators fernhill. She writes songs at the piano at home in the Welsh countryside. Her fourth solo album 'Every bird that flies' is available now

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Track Name: the fountain
air full of dreaming, sky full of stars
the sound of people laughing in cafes and in bars

as i turned a corner i came into a square
there were lovers all around me, lovers everywhere

their eyes were for each other as the world around them turned
they were lost to venus and the stars

were falling
stars were falling

the water from the fountain
annoints these dreaming lovers

the wine is their communion
as they keep the dawn from breaking

as i look around me
eloise is rising
high above the rooftops in the arms

of some sweet lover
some sweet lover

benedetto si al giorno, el mese, el lanno
e'l stagionne, el tempo, el lora, el punto
el bel pese de duo begli occhi che legato manno

my ofynays i lywr lili
doust thou love me tel me truly
hithe ddywede hawdd y haddo
amo te in corde meo

le stelle stanno cadendo
le stelle stanno cadendo
Track Name: you are flown from me
you are flown from me
but i am always with you

you are flown from me
but i am always with you

along the ledge
let me go you said
and you were right
i was holding on too tight

you are flown from me
but i am always with you

you are flown from me
but i am always with you

it's time to go
but even so
i watch you fly
in a long long goodbye

and though it's hard to see you
make mistakes
i cannot be the one to heal your heart
when it breaks

the cat smothers the kitten
who stays too long

and the world is waiting for your song
and the world is ready for your song

your voice
in your time
your voice
in your time
Track Name: the sugarspell
the sugarspell fell over the people
here's the door, here's the house, here's the steeple

bow down bow down to money
sweeter than honey

we don't make things now
but we can borrow

have now,
your children pay tomorrow

and the bland rise in a land of paper
fill in the form, fill in the form and come back later

you say you come in peace
you are a liar

you watch your gold and silver
climbing higher

and another young boy dies
to keep you in power

you are deaf to his cries in your ivory tower

and the sugarspell fell over the people
here's the door, here's the house, here's the steeple

we don't make things now
but we can borrow

have now,
our children pay tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow

but the fool is prince
in a land of beauty

the fool is prince
in a land of love

fool is prince
in a land of beauty

the small birds sing
a child is king
the small birds sing
a child
Track Name: kathleen
it's plain to see the sun won't shine today
i'm not in the mood for sunshine anyway
think i'll go insane i have to stop the pain
think i'll go down to see kathleen

a swallow comes she tells me of her dreams
says she'd like to know just what they mean
feel like i could die as i see her flying by
ride the northwind down to see kathleen

moon hangs high above the oceans roar
the stars have come to lead me to her door
crystal across the sands the waves they take my hand
soon i will see my sweet kathleen
Track Name: convoy
draw the blanket of ocean over the frozen face
he lies, his eyes quarried by glittering fish
staring through the green freezing sea glass
at the northern lights

he is now a child in the land of christmas
watching amazed the white tumbling bears
and the diving seal
the iron wind clangs round the ice caps
the five pointed dog-star burns over the silent sea

and the three ships come sailing in


sunday 29th april, 1945

left about 9.15 as part of a large convoy, sea flat and calm. about 9.30pm there was quite an explosion, didn't sound like a depth charge

monday 30th april 1945

moderate weather, in the evening drank beer, rum, ate chocolates. talked of home and of people at home

thurs 3 may 1945

a grey sky and sea. passed the day as usual. things naturally much better since the states. we now have beer, chocolate and sweets

saturday 5th may 1945

mild sunshine and a cold wind. did a little dobie. played records. same old routine, sea and yet more sea - developed quite a roll late in the evening

sunday 6th may 1945

heavy swell. ship rolling badly. pass time playing records and reading. war news is great

wednesday 9th may 1945

came off watch at 4 a.m, found an unofficial party in the saloon. joined in and just managed to stay on my feet. the people at home are on their second days holiday
Track Name: essex song
through bushes and through briars
i lately take my way
all for to hear the small birds sing
and the lambs to skip and play

all for to hear the small birds sing
and the lambs to skip and play

i overheard my own true love
his voice was loud and clear
long time i have been waiting for
the coming of my dear

long time i have been waiting for
the coming of my dear

sometimes i am uneasy
and troubled in my mind
sometimes i think i will go to him
and tell to him my mind

sometimes i think i will go to him
and tell to him my mind

but if i should go to my love
and my lover he'd say no
if i show to him my boldness
he'll never love me again

if i show to him my boldness
he'll never love me again

an old world under my feet
under my feet under my feet

no sign of the sunday bell or the wishing well or the maids a milking

meadows under my feet
under my street under my street

but where are the stable doors and the cobble floors and the anvil ringing?

but they left no trace when they covered this place
covered this place

to make a new world then
and to start again
from the flames of

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