Words & music by paul simon      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   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   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 eve   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   And 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 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 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