In the eye of a hurricane
There is quiet
For just a moment
A yellow skyWhen I was seventeen a hurricane
Destroyed my town
I didn’t drown
I couldn’t seem to dieI wrote my way out
Wrote everything down far as I could see
I wrote my way out
I looked up and the town had its eyes on meThey passed a plate around
Total strangers
Moved to kindness by my story
Raised enough for me to book passage on a
Ship that was New York boundI wrote my way out of hell
I wrote my way to revolution
I was louder than the crack in the bell
I wrote Eliza love letters until she fell
I wrote about The Constitution and defended it well
And in the face of ignorance and resistance
I wrote financial systems into existence
And when my prayers to God were met with indifference
I picked up a pen, I wrote my own deliveranceIn the eye of a hurricane
There is quiet
For just a moment
A yellow skyI was twelve when my mother died
She was holding me
We were sick and she was holding me
I couldn’t seem to dieWait for it, wait for it, wait for itWait for it, wait for it, wait for it
Wait for it, wait for it, wait for it, waitI’ll write my way out
Write ev’rything down, far as I can see
I’ll write my way out
Overwhelm them with honestyHistory has its eyes on youThis is the eye of the hurricane, this is the only
Way I can protect my legacyWait for it, wait for it, wait for it, waitThe Reynolds Pamphlet

Composição: Lin-Manuel Miranda.

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Thiago Rosa
Thiago Rosa

Meu Nome é Thiago Rosa tenho 35 anos, residente em Itapeva - MG Sul de Minas e sou criador do site Chemical Music. Nosso site é voltado para todas as coisas relacionadas à música.

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