Sunday in the Square

I took the obligatory Sunday afternoon walk.  Being under the influence of an annoying cold, I didn't go very far, but ended up in the Alter Markt in front of Almundo for my coffee.  There was a young group of clean, well-dressed (albeit, Nurdy) Christians singing church music in the square.  They were technically perfect, but somewhere along the way, something got their soul.  Maybe they were doing penance for having laughed or smiled.  I don't know.  I just found it sad that so many beautiful voices were being used without a connection to the heart.