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 ratting 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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Written by: Marillion, Julia Meyer
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Marbles 1
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| Marillion |
