Tell us all a story about how it used to be Make it up and then write it down just like history About Goldilocks and the three bears nature in the crosshairs And how we all ascended from the deep green sea When it's not too hot not too cold not too meek not too bold Where 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 s shadow of s 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 And then it's oh Lord how we going to pray With crazy angel voices all night Until 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 leader? You want to change the game? Turn your back on money walk away from fame You want to be a missionary? You got that missionary zeal? Let a stranger change your life. How's that 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 a-round 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 baking a cinnamon pie She fell asleep in a washing machine Woke up in a hurricane eye