Al Stewart - One Stage Before       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 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 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.