It's a mystery, the china box

Other worlds would wait for me

Behind its tiny silver locks

Carried 'cross the sea and land

Guided by a brother's hand

Carefully it's tucked away

For a special day

Let it sing to me, the china box

Light the fires of fantasy

With water washed upon the rocks

Of some dark forbidden shore

Where young men have gone off to war

Dreaming dreams of younger days

And well-turned double-plays

Oh, to reach inside the china box

Contemplations verified

Though of such things she rarely talks

Frightened by the memory

Of when she set upon the sea

To discover fields of gold

With brother's hand to hold