Unscripted Moment

[Chris Hannah] We describe the sensation As a tearing in our chests and there is A quality in Freiburg's father’s Post-war wail that reaches Through the world's worst speakers And beseeches Anyone who happens by On their way to somewhere else Clicking through the endless screens For the garbage on the shelves Reflections of ourselves To consider the cost of all this shit we seem to think Will fill our perforated souls We're more hole than human being Can’t wash away that stink 13 billion years in the making A live, unfiltered moment An unscripted encroachment Upon the province of routine evil Of all-too-human people So pious, so peaceful So quick to turn on you Thought I was fucking outta here Two middle fingers in the air Then like a mile-wide meteor He came crashing through my door That's just how it goes And everybody knows Ain't too much can be done All the avarice and greed And puny human hatreds That dare to come between two human hearts I try not to live in fear I'm truly grateful For every happy moment here Upstairs I hear her voice She's softly singing To him and I come undone Something wicked this way comes That's just how it goes And everybody knows Ain’t too much can be done