Hamilton (OBC) - Hurricane (Workshop Ver) | Текст песни

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[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

[LAURENS]
Or you could let it go

[HAMILTON]
The friend who could tell me not to do it is in the ground
The enemies I made won't have anything on me now

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

[LAURENS]
Or you could let it go...

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

Wait for it, wait for it, wait for it, wait…

[HAMILTON]
I imagine death so much - it feels more like a memory

[LAURENS]
Or you could let it go

[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…

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