Boxcar Racer

i watched the smoke, as it grew darker and blew up through the ruff
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 would make it through
i saw this man dispose of hunger and soap operas too
i saw this field, that grew perfection fall 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