Marbles I
I
Did anyone see my last marble
As it rolled out and over the floor?
It fell through a hole in the corner
Of a room in a town on a tour
It's lonely without your last marble
I miss it not rattling around
As I lie in my bed there's a space in my head
Where there used to be colours and sound..
Writer/s: MARK KELLY (T), PETER JOHN TREWAVAS, IAN MOSLEY (T), STEVEN THOMAS ROTHERY (T), STEVEN HOGARTH (T)
