Hurricane

[HAMILTON]In the eye of a hurricaneThere is quietFor just a momentA yellow sky

When I was seventeen a hurricaneDestroyed my townI didn’t drownI couldn’t seem to die

I wrote my way outWrote everything down far as I could seeI wrote my way outI looked up and the town had its eyes on me

They passed a plate aroundTotal strangersMoved to kindness by my storyRaised enough for me to book passage on aShip that was New York bound…

I wrote my way out of hellI wrote my way to revolutionI was louder than the crack in the bellI wrote Eliza love letters until she fellI wrote about The Constitution and defended it wellAnd in the face of ignorance and resistanceI wrote financial systems into existenceAnd when my prayers to God were met with indifferenceI picked up a pen, I wrote my own deliverance

In the eye of a hurricaneThere is quietFor just a momentA yellow sky

I was twelve when my mother diedShe was holding meWe were sick and she was holding meI couldn’t seem to die

[BURR]Wait for it, wait for it, wait for it…

[HAMILTON]I’ll write my way out…

[BURR AND ENSEMBLE]Wait for it, wait for it, wait for it…

[HAMILTON]Write ev’rything down, far as I can see…

[BURR AND ENSEMBLE]Wait for it, wait for it, wait for it, wait…

[WASHINTON/ELIZA/ANGELICA/MARIA]History has its eyes on you.

[HAMILTON]I’ll write my way out…Overwhelm them with honesty.

[HAMILTON]This is the eye of the hurricane, this is the onlyWay I can protect my legacy…

[COMPANY (EXCEPT HAMILTON)]Wait for it, wait for it, wait for it, wait…

[HAMILTON]The Reynolds Pamphlet