She never should have rented apartment in the Mortal City The cold comes though every crack she 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 next to He a couple streets 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 said from all the talk you shouldn't drive or even walk and this just in We're asking everyone to off their power, they need it at the hospital
She ran around plugs, then she called him up Maybe now they meet, he said that 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 streets were dark It was another century With dim lamps and candles up the icy trees And the and a covered moon"
She said, "What kind of people make a city you can't see the sky And you can't feel the I tell you something, I have this feeling that this 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 this technology, our dreams were bold and 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 here, so lonely, there's 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 one big town, the water turns it upside down found 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 heard I as one by one the lights went off So they give their power to the hospital"
They ate in silence while she thought this sat together in a dark room in the Mortal City Shifting in their blankets so they 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 was not the greatest
They both looked at the space where a couch been She felt her sink, she felt like she could hardly think
She said, "I never should have rented this apartment in the Mortal The comes through every crack I put my hand up to The radiator 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 happen in that bed tonight
There was no now, they could barely move They were wrapped up like ornaments waiting for season
They lay in bed, they listened to the ice He said, "My brother's not a bad guy, just quiet I wished you this city", she said, "Maybe I do"
"I think I a special kind of hearing tonight I hear the upstairs, I hear my heart beating I one thousand hearts beating at the hospital"
And one thousand by their bedsides waiting Saying my love in the white gown We are not in the Mortal City We are not lost in the City