Crack in the Universe - Wayne Kramer

Wilson moved his family out the city

Where times are tough, life is fast and hard and gritty

Moved out to the country where the air is clean and pure

Enrolled his kids in the community college

To gain some working knowledge

Grow up, get married, and settle down

To the American Dream on the edge of town

The dream became a nightmare

When three escaped convicts

Broke into his world

Took the life of his youngest girl

In the space of a breath

There was sudden death

Like a soul had slipped and fallen through

A crack in the universe

A crack in the universe

Ellen was a nice girl raised in Queens

Looking good in designer jeans

She met up with some politicos on the lower east side

Joined a gang of radicals

French-fried fanaticals

Who thought theyd be revolutionary stars

Go and rob an armored car

But man, it turned out different

In a shootout with the police

That left three people dead

On the news they said Ellen took a slug in the head

The New York Post had a photo up close

Might a been a body

Might a been a ghost

From a crack in the universe

Crack in the universe

Lord, Lord

Its not a blessing and it might be a curse

Crack in the universe

On Tuesday I went to the post office

Pick up a package and mail a letter

Drop a line to an old friend

That I hoped was doing better

The place was the scene of some kind of horrible crime

Another postal worker had lost his mind

Couldn’t stand the tension, lost his pension

Afraid of growing old out in the cold no one to hold

As he did his stalking, that Glock did his talking

Yeah he settled the score up and down the floor

SWAT team sniper caught him at the door

The mailman put in a fresh clip

Turned and slipped

Through a crack in the universe

A crack in the universe

Lord, Lord

Its not a blessing and it might be a curse

A crack in the universe

A crack in the universe

A crack