She should have rented this apartment in the Mortal City The cold comes every crack she puts her hand up to The radiator's broken so she has to use electric
And tonight was the date with the brother Of the guy she next to He lived a couple streets away, he listened, he had to say She asked him up for dinner sometime, was tonight
The radio gave updates on the ice storm she made the dinner They said from all the you shouldn't drive or even walk and this just in We're asking everyone to turn off their power, they need it at the
She ran pulling plugs, then she called him up Maybe now they shouldn't meet, he said he would brave the streets She met him at the door a blanket and a candle Saying, "I heard it on the radio, I had to my power off"
He said, "You're not the only one, the were dark tonight It was like another With dim and candles lighting up the icy trees And the and a covered moon"
She said, "What kind of people a city where you can't see the sky And you feel the ground? I tell you something, I have this feeling that city's dying" He said, "It's not dying, it's the who are dying"
She said, "Yes yes, I think the people are dying and cares We had all this technology, our were bold and vague And one city got bad planners, one city got the plague"
He asked, "Why did you here?" She said, "For the job, for the job And I've been so lonely here, so lonely, there's no one I can to And I don't even your brother"
He smiled and said, "Sometimes at I walk out by the river The city's one big town, the water turns it down People this city because they love other people They want their secretaries, want their power lunches"
"And think about tonight, I heard the newscast you did I unplugged everything, I looked out the window and I think the city I watched as one by one the lights off So they could give their to the hospital"
They ate in while she thought this over They sat together in a dark room in the Mortal in their blankets so they wouldn't get spaghetti on them
Then came the awkward after dinner, what to do The ice was still falling, the streets were dangerous The cabs were not running and this was not the greatest
They both looked at the space where a would've been She felt her stomach sink, she felt like she could think
She said, "I never should have rented this apartment in the City The cold comes through crack I put my hand up to The radiator doesn't work, I to use electric heat"
That settled it, they would both in her bed, it was a matter of survival She out teeshirts, sweatshirts, sweatpants, socks, hats If there was ever any thought of would happen in that bed tonight
There was no question now, they barely move They were wrapped up like ornaments for another season
They lay in bed, they listened to the ice He said, "My brother's not a bad guy, just quiet I wished you liked city", she said, "Maybe I do"
"I think I have a kind of hearing tonight I the neighbors upstairs, I hear my heart beating I hear one thousand hearts at the hospital"
And one thousand hearts by their bedsides Saying my love in the white gown We are not lost in the Mortal We are not lost in the City