She should have rented this apartment in the Mortal City The cold though every crack she puts her hand up to The radiator's so she has to use electric heat
And tonight was the first with the brother Of the guy she worked to He lived a couple streets away, he listened, he had to say She him up for dinner sometime, sometime was tonight
The radio gave on the ice storm while she made the dinner They said from all the talk you shouldn't drive or even walk and just in We're asking everyone to turn off their power, they need it at the
She ran around pulling plugs, she called him up Maybe now they shouldn't meet, he said that he would brave the She met him at the door with a blanket and a Saying, "I heard it on the radio, I had to turn my off"
He said, "You're not the only one, the streets were dark It was another century With dim lamps and candles lighting up the icy And the clouds and a moon"
She said, "What kind of people make a where you can't see the sky And you can't feel the I you something, I have this feeling that this 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 technology, our dreams were bold and vague And then one city got bad planners, one 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, no one I can talk to And I don't know your brother"
He smiled and said, "Sometimes at night I out by the river The city's one big town, the turns it upside down People found this city they love other people They want their secretaries, they their power lunches"
"And about tonight, I heard the same 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 could give their power to the hospital"
ate in silence while she thought this over They sat together in a room in the Mortal City in their blankets so they wouldn't get spaghetti on them
Then came the awkward moment dinner, what to do The ice was still falling, the streets still dangerous The were not running and this neighborhood was not the greatest
They looked at the space where a couch would've been She felt her stomach sink, she felt she could hardly think
She said, "I never should have rented this apartment in the Mortal The cold comes through every I put my hand up to The radiator doesn't work, I to use electric heat"
That settled it, they both sleep in her bed, it was a matter of survival She out teeshirts, sweatshirts, sweatpants, socks, hats If there was ever any of what would happen in that bed tonight
There was no question now, they barely move They were up like ornaments waiting for another season
They lay in bed, listened to the pelting ice He said, "My brother's not a bad guy, just quiet I wished you this city", she said, "Maybe I do"
"I I have a special kind of hearing tonight I hear the neighbors upstairs, I hear my heart I one thousand hearts beating at the hospital"
And one thousand hearts by bedsides waiting Saying that's my in the white gown We are not lost in the City We are not lost in the City