[HAMILTON] In the eye of a hurricane There is quiet For just a moment A yellow sky
When I was seventeen a hurricane Destroyed my town I didn’t drown I couldn’t seem to die
I 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 me
They 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 bound…
I 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 deliverance
In the eye of a hurricane There is quiet For just a moment A yellow sky
I was twelve when my mother died She was holding me We were sick and she was holding me I couldn’t seem to die
[BURR] Wait for it, wait for it, wait for it…
[BURR AND ENSEMBLE] Wait for it, wait for it, wait for it…
Wait for it, wait for it, wait for it, wait…
[HAMILTON] I’ll write my way out…
Write ev’rything down, far as I can see…
I’ll write my way out… Overwhelm them with honesty.
[WASHINTON/ ELIZA/ANGELICA/ MARIA] History has its eyes on you
[HAMILTON] This is the eye of the hurricane, this is the only Way I can protect my legacy…
[COMPANY (EXCEPT HAMILTON)] Wait for it, wait for it, wait for it, wait…
[HAMILTON] The Reynolds PamphletTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
