Watch the world

I overheard a song from Box Car Racer today which just brought back the largest wave of nostalgia I've had in a while. Memories of summer, long car rides sing/screaming with my sister, living out of a trailer and hanging out with the bestest of friends, making out and filming foolishness on my trusty camcorder. Life is too short not to be extreme.
good times. good times.


i watched the smoke, as it grew darker and blew up through the roof
i watched the FED, saw them panic, as the fire grew
i saw Virginia, get rid of Langley, and its secrets too
i held your hand, and sat there knowing, that we'd make it through

i saw this man dispose of hunger and soap operas too
i saw this field, that grew perfection full of things you do
i saw this box, get rid of heartache and cure cancer too
when i awoke i sat there hoping, this is what we'll do

if we can, we will leave a letter and this song for you
and we'll write once a day and put it through the sea to you
we'll regret all those things we thought of but didn't ever do

if we can we will leave a letter and this song for you
and we'll write once a day and put it through the sea to you
we'll regret all those things we thought of but didn't ever do
when the sky seems to clear who will then be left, but a few, me and you..