Текст песни One Stage Before - 2001 Remaster - Al Stewart
                                                It 
                                                seems 
                                                to 
                                                me 
                                                as 
                                                though 
                                                I've 
                                                been 
                                                upon 
                                                this 
                                                stage 
                                                before
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                juggled 
                                                away 
                                                the 
                                                night 
                                                for 
                                                the 
                                                same 
                                                old 
                                                crowd
 
                                    
                                
                                                These 
                                                harlequins 
                                                you 
                                                see 
                                                with 
                                                me, 
                                                they 
                                                too 
                                                have 
                                                held 
                                                the 
                                                floor
 
                                    
                                
                                                As 
                                                here 
                                                once 
                                                again 
                                                they 
                                                strut 
                                                and 
                                                they 
                                                fret 
                                                their 
                                                hour
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                see 
                                                those 
                                                half-familiar 
                                                faces 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                second 
                                                row
 
                                    
                                
                                                Ghost-like 
                                                with 
                                                the 
                                                footlights 
                                                in 
                                                their 
                                                eyes
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                where 
                                                or 
                                                when 
                                                we 
                                                met 
                                                like 
                                                this 
                                                last 
                                                time, 
                                                    I 
                                                just 
                                                don't 
                                                know
 
                                    
                                
                                                It's 
                                                like 
                                                    a 
                                                chord 
                                                that 
                                                rings 
                                                and 
                                                never 
                                                dies 
                                                for 
                                                infinity
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                now 
                                                these 
                                                figures 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                wings 
                                                with 
                                                all 
                                                their 
                                                restless 
                                                tunes
 
                                    
                                
                                                Are 
                                                waiting 
                                                around 
                                                for 
                                                someone 
                                                to 
                                                call 
                                                their 
                                                names
 
                                    
                                
                                                They 
                                                walk 
                                                the 
                                                backstage 
                                                corridors 
                                                and 
                                                prowl 
                                                the 
                                                dressing 
                                                rooms
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                vanish 
                                                to 
                                                specks 
                                                of 
                                                light 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                picture-frames
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                did 
                                                they 
                                                move 
                                                upon 
                                                the 
                                                stage 
                                                    a 
                                                thousand 
                                                years 
                                                ago
 
                                    
                                
                                                In 
                                                some 
                                                play 
                                                in 
                                                Paris 
                                                or 
                                                Madrid
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                was 
                                                    I 
                                                there 
                                                among 
                                                them 
                                                then, 
                                                in 
                                                some 
                                                travelling 
                                                show
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                is 
                                                it 
                                                all 
                                                still 
                                                locked 
                                                inside 
                                                my 
                                                head 
                                                for 
                                                infinity
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                some 
                                                of 
                                                you 
                                                are 
                                                harmonies 
                                                to 
                                                all 
                                                the 
                                                notes 
                                                    I 
                                                play
 
                                    
                                
                                                Although 
                                                we 
                                                may 
                                                not 
                                                meet 
                                                still 
                                                you 
                                                know 
                                                me 
                                                well
 
                                    
                                
                                                While 
                                                others 
                                                talk 
                                                in 
                                                secret 
                                                keys 
                                                and 
                                                transpose 
                                                all 
                                                    I 
                                                say
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                nothing 
                                                    I 
                                                do 
                                                or 
                                                try 
                                                can 
                                                get 
                                                me 
                                                through 
                                                the 
                                                spell
 
                                    
                                
                                                So 
                                                one 
                                                more 
                                                time 
                                                we'll 
                                                dim 
                                                the 
                                                lights 
                                                and 
                                                ring 
                                                the 
                                                curtain 
                                                up
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                play 
                                                again 
                                                like 
                                                all 
                                                the 
                                                times 
                                                before
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                far 
                                                behind 
                                                the 
                                                music 
                                                you 
                                                can 
                                                almost 
                                                hear 
                                                the 
                                                sounds
 
                                    
                                
                                                Of 
                                                laughter 
                                                like 
                                                the 
                                                waves 
                                                upon 
                                                the 
                                                shores 
                                                of 
                                                infinity
 
                                    
                                
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2 Swiss Cottage Manoeuvres - 2007 Remaster
3 The Carmichaels - 2007 Remaster
4 Scandinavian Girl - 2007 Remaster
5 Pretty Golden Hair - 2007 Remaster
6 Denise at 16 - 2007 Remaster
7 Samuel Oh How You've Changed! - 2007 Remaster
8 Cleave to Me - 2007 Remaster
9 A Long Way Down From Stephanie - 2007 Remaster
10 Ivich - 2007 Remaster
11 Beleeka Doodle Day - 2007 Remaster
12 In Brooklyn - 2007 Remaster
13 Old Compton Street Blues - 2007 Remaster
14 Ballad of Mary Foster - 2007 Remaster
15 Life and Life Only - 2007 Remaster
16 You Should Have Listened to Al - 2007 Remaster
17 Love Chronicles - 2007 Remaster
18 My Enemies Have Sweet Voices - 2007 Remaster
19 Small Fruit Song - 2007 Remaster
20 Gethsemane, Again - 2007 Remaster
21 Burbling - 2007 Remaster
22 Electric Los Angeles Sunset - 2007 Remaster
23 Manuscript - 2007 Remaster
24 Black Hill - 2007 Remaster
25 Anna - 2007 Remaster
26 Room of Roots - 2007 Remaster
27 Zero She Flies - 2007 Remaster
28 Lord Grenville - 2001 Remaster
29 On the Border - 2001 Remaster
30 Midas Shadow - 2001 Remaster
31 Sand in Your Shoes - 2001 Remaster
32 If It Doesn't Come Naturally Leave It - 2001 Remaster
33 Flying Sorcery - 2001 Remaster
34 Broadway Hotel - 2001 Remaster
35 One Stage Before - 2001 Remaster
36 Year of the Cat - 2001 Remaster
37 Time Passages
38 Valentina Way
39 Life In Dark Water
40 A Man for All Seasons
41 Almost Lucy
42 The Palace of Versailles
43 Timeless Skies
44 Song On The Radio
45 End of the Day
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