In the darkness of the night,
Scream.
In the middle of the storm,
Scream.
In the paleness of the moon,
Scream.
When you’re up against the wall, scream.
Rejection at every turn, scream.
When you’re over the hill, scream.
Despair in every bone, scream.
Hoping…Wishing…Yearning…Burning
Losing….Weeping…Aching
Numbing Pain.
I scream for Ice Cream!
– Cha
Now let’s listen to the most plaintive and tormented singing I could find in my music library. Introducing Roads by Portishead. Lyrics below.