Composers: Boy with Cheek

"Listen, Almighty, with all your might," cries the speaker, shouting her furious prayer over the orchestra's anguished scream. "You show me nothing at all," she tells God, and the orchestra blares Amen. But that seems a bit stiff.

"Have I hurt you, Father?" she inquires, then offers him the comfort of a nice lullaby. As the song ends, cosmic loneliness returns, and the existential monologue continues with the orchestra fast on its heels. At last a kind of accommodation is achieved. "We are in this thing together," the speaker tells God. "You and I."

Taking such a sharp and familiar tone...

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