9 Marbles

As far as I can recall, this was the first song I ever finished and put to music.

9 Marbles

There has got to be something more
Outside this rough and wild and ruthless world
Full of Your sick and tired and wretched ones
Mostly Harmless, mostly poor

How can we find Someone out there
When we can’t see outside our own disease
A life of peace is a guarantee
That we will hunt You down and nail You to a tree

Nine marbles in a silver circle
Maybe ten or maybe more
With a silver shooter in the middle
Who knows how well She’s worn?

Well, if you and I could live forever
Do anything we wanted to
Fly deep into the heavens
Vacation on the moon

But you and I don’t have forever
We’ve only got this little tune
It’s short and really not that sweet
But this life will have to do

Nine marbles in a silver circle
Maybe ten or maybe more
With a silver shooter in the middle
Who knows how well She’s worn?
Who knows how well She’s worn?
Oh, God knows how well She’s worn


© D. Dain, 1992.