She never should have rented this in the Mortal City The cold comes though every she puts her hand up to The radiator's broken so she has to use electric
And tonight was the first date the brother Of the guy she next to He lived a couple away, he listened, he had things to say She asked him up for dinner sometime, was tonight
The radio gave updates on the ice storm while she made the They said from all the talk you drive or even walk and this just in We're asking everyone to turn off their power, need it at the hospital
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 and a candle Saying, "I it on the radio, I had to turn my power off"
He said, "You're not the only one, the streets were tonight It was like another With dim and candles lighting up the icy trees And the clouds and a moon"
She said, "What kind of people a city where you can't see the sky And you can't feel the I tell you something, I have this that this city's dying" He said, "It's not dying, the people who are dying"
She said, "Yes yes, I think the people are dying and nobody 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 I walk out by the river The city's one big town, the water turns it upside People found this city because they love other They want secretaries, they want their power lunches"
"And about tonight, I heard the same newscast you did I unplugged everything, I looked out the and I think the city heard I as one by one the lights went off So they could give their to the hospital"
ate in silence while she thought this over They sat together in a dark in the Mortal City in their blankets so they wouldn't get spaghetti on them
Then came the moment after dinner, what to do The ice was still falling, the streets were still The cabs were not running and this neighborhood was not the
They both looked at the where a couch would've been She her stomach sink, she felt like she could hardly think
She said, "I never should have rented this apartment in the Mortal The cold comes through every crack I put my up to The doesn't work, I have to use electric heat"
That settled it, they would both sleep in her bed, it was a matter of She brought out teeshirts, sweatshirts, sweatpants, socks, If there was ever any thought of what would in that bed tonight
There was no question now, they barely move They were wrapped up like waiting for another season
lay in bed, they listened to the pelting ice He said, "My brother's not a bad guy, he's quiet I wished you this city", she said, "Maybe I do"
"I think I have a special kind of hearing I hear the neighbors upstairs, I my heart beating I one thousand hearts beating at the hospital"
And one thousand hearts by bedsides waiting that's my love in the white gown We are not in the Mortal City We are not lost in the Mortal