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