The stronger trees break in the storm
The Bamboo tree bends so it survives the perfect storm
It's the way of intercepting fist
(This Time) I intercept your emotional fear
Nobody could ever hurt you
Unless you let them to hurt you like it doesn't make no sense.
But you refused to call yourself a star
But all your moves like water that fills the void
It was the summer of '73, you turned into the summer rain on Cumberland Road
Let the silver screen go blind
Your tears are like a telescope
Your dreams are tomorrow's reality
When your enemy contract, you expand
When your enemy expand, you contract
When the opportunity comes, I do not hit
Cos' it hits all by itself
For Bruce, The Summer Of 73