[HAMILTON]
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 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 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 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 only
Way I can protect my legacy...[COMPANY (EXCEPT HAMILTON)]
Wait for it, wait for it, wait for it, wait...[HAMILTON]
The Reynolds Pamphlet
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