Suzuki, I am writing you today. You say my thoughts are
paper tigers and I shouldn't be afraid. But these tigers
prowl my memories and they stalk me in my sleep. Tell
me, have you ever mourned a love in vain? Or is that the
tiger that you tame when you can face him, unafraid?
'Cause everybody just wants to feel
some love from someone, but love can leave you. And everybody
just wants to feel freedom, where it comes from, it's
from inside you.
At the park Master Suzuki sits on a
bench at the zoo near a cage. And there he reads my letter
beneath the lion's gaze. He wonders why the lion's pacing
when he's never seen the sky. And so he writes me this
reply, "oh, restless are we all until true freedom
Help me please. Memories. Set me free.
"Then take my lead"