(Hogarth/Kelly/Mosley/Rothery/Trewavas)
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[Marbles I-IV]
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Did anyone see my last marble
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As it rolled out and over the floor?
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It fell through a hole in the corner
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Of a room in a town on a tour
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It's lonely without your last marble
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I miss it not rattling around
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As I lie in my bed there's a space in my head
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Where there used to be colours and sound..
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When I was a child I had marbles
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They brought admiration and fame
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They were pretty to look at and marbles
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Was always my favourite game
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We played all the summer days
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In the stony alleyways
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In the playground after class
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We would trade the coloured glass
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More valuable than diamonds
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More magical than diamonds
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Did anyone see..
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Did anyone see..
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Does anyone see?
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There were almost four hundred until the black day
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I discovered how high they would fly to the sky
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If you used them for tennis instead of a ball..
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Zinging glass satellites crueller than fate
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Whacked with a racket up into the blue
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I'd smashed all the greenhouses on the estate
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And a crowd formed a queue at the gate..
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That was almost the end of my marbles
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Confiscated, I choked back the tears
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I hung onto a handful of favourites
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That disappeared over the years
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Did anyone see my last marble
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I swear that I had it before
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Sometimes I think I should go see a shrink
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In case he can find me some more
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Did anyone see my last marble?
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I'd saved it to give it away
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Since I was a youth
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Now I don't have no proof
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Only words
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Only words
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Only words.
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Marbles I
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Marillion |