Tell us all a story 
About how it used to be 
Make it up and write it down 
Just like history 
About Goldilocks and the three bears 
Nature in the cross hairs 
About 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 and you have sunlight 
Then we're home, 
Finally home 
Home in the land of the homeless 
Finally home 

Oh, what are we going to 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 walking with my family 
And the road begins to climb 
Oh lord! How are we going to pray? 
The crazy angel voices 
All night 
Untill 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 want to be a leader? 
You want to change the game? 
Turn your back on money, 
Walk away from fame 
You want to be a missionary? 
Got that missionary zeal? 
Let a stranger change your life 
How' does it make you feel? 
You want to be a writer? 
But you don't know how or when? 
Find a quiet place 
Use a humble pen 

You want to 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 
I'll be away for a long time 
So here¹s how the story goes 
There was an old woman 
Who lived in a shoe 
She was baking a cinnamon pie 
She fell asleep in a washing machine 
Woke up in a hurricane eye