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Accentuated notes flowing slowly as tears down a motionless face perplexing the spirit.
Impossible to comprehend even when it is expressed nonverbally the agony of losing in a year and soon in the other, one parent and then another, more precisely after his mother, his father.
Always listening...
Buckethead we can truly feel you,
yet never fully understand you.
Impossible to comprehend even when it is expressed nonverbally the agony of losing in a year and soon in the other, one parent and then another, more precisely after his mother, his father.
Always listening...
Buckethead we can truly feel you,
yet never fully understand you.
It's a poem after a Buckethead's Always Watching dedicated to his father's death. I could have broken it apart in verses and whatnot, but the natural fluidity of how and when I've written mirrors Buckethead's in his song.
