Hurricane

[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 as 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, and 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.

[COMPANY]

Wait for it, wait for it, wait for it...

[HAMILTON]

I'll write my way out!

[COMPANY]

Wait for it, wait for it, wait for it...

[HAMILTON]

Write everything down as far as I can see...

[COMPANY]

History has its eyes on you...

[HAMILTON]

I'll write my way out. Overwhelm them with honesty. This is the eye of the hurricane. This is the only way I can protect my legacy!

[COMPANY]

Wait for it, wait for it, wait...

[HAMILTON]

The Reynolds Pamphlet!