The Erin Marbles Marillion

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..

When I was a child I had marbles
They brought admiration and fame
They were pretty to look at and marbles
Was always my favourite game

There were almost four hundred until the black day
I discovered how high thеy would fly
If you used them for tennis instеad of a ball
And whacked them up into the sky

That was almost the end of my marbles
Confiscated, I choked back the tears
I hung onto a handful of favourites
That disappeared over the years

Did anyone see my last marble
I swear that I had it before
Sometimes I think I should go see a shrink
In case he can find me some more