Tell us all a story 'bout how it used to be
Make it up and then write it down just like history
'Bout Goldilocks and the three bears, nature in the cross hairs
'Bout how we all ascended from the deep, green sea
When it's not too hot, not too cold, not too meek, not too bold
When it's just right, you have sunlight
Then we're home, finally home
Home in the land of the homeless, finally home
Oh, what are we gonna do?
I never did a thing to you
Time peaceful as a hurricane eye
Peaceful as a hurricane eye
A history of whispers, a shadow of a horse
Faces painted black in sorrow and remorse
White cloud, black crow, crucifix and arrow
The oldest silence speaks the loudest under the deep, green sea
When speech becomes a crime, silence leads the spirit
Over the bridge of time, over the bridge of time
I'm walkin' with my family and the road begins to climb
And it's, oh, Lord, how we gonna pray
With crazy angel voices all night 'til it's a new day?
Peaceful as a hurricane, peaceful as a hurricane
Peaceful as a hurricane eye
Peaceful as a hurricane, peaceful as a hurricane
Peaceful as a hurricane eye, peaceful as a hurricane eye
You wanna be a leader?
You wanna change the game?
Turn your back on money
Walk away from fame?
You wanna be a missionary?
You got that missionary zeal?
Let a stranger change your life
How does that make you feel?
You wanna be a writer
You don't know how or when?
Find a quiet place
Use a humble pen
You wanna talk, talk, talk about it
All night squawk about the ocean and the atmosphere
Well, I've been away for a long time
And it looks like a mess around here
And I'll be away for a long time
So here's how the story goes
There was an old woman who lived in a shoe
She was bakin' a cinnamon pie
She fell asleep in a washing machine
Woke up in a hurricane eye