by Mark David Manders and Neuvo Tejas 
 
A                                D               A 
Tucked away in a cardboard box behind the attic door 
                                            E 
My chance to find a book of rhymes from a hundred years before 
A                                 D            A 
Tales I read came to life like a sail in the breeze 
                                    E             A 
Lord Byron was my captain, and his pages were my seas 
 


[Refrão]
         D      E          A 
And we'd sail across the water 
        D       E      A 
On the trade winds of time 
              D      E   A      F#m 
And off the coast of Madagascar 
      E                      A 
We'd leave our misfortunes behind 
 
 
There was something about a princess held captive by her foes 
There was something in his verses that would not let me go 
And as stately galliants poised to fight, sails stretching at the seams 
I'd fall asleep in the light and drift off to dream 
 
(repeat chorus) 
 
My life is like a cardboard box filled with memories and rhymes 
I've lost track of the book I had but I can still recall his lines 
Lookin' back I have to smile as I let my pen run free 
For I was much too young to fathom the course he'd set for me 
 
(repeat chorus 2x)