She never should rented this apartment in the Mortal City The cold comes though every she puts her hand up to The broken 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 while she made the dinner said from all the talk you shouldn't 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 the streets She met him at the door with a blanket and a 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 century With dim lamps and lighting up the icy trees 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 the ground? I tell you something, I have this feeling that city's dying" He said, "It's not dying, the people who are dying"
She said, "Yes yes, I the people are dying and nobody cares We had all this technology, our dreams bold and vague And then one 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 so lonely 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 People found this city because they other people They want their secretaries, want their power lunches"
"And think about tonight, I the same newscast you did I unplugged everything, I out the window and I think the city heard I watched as one by one the went off So could give their power to the hospital"
They ate in silence 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 after dinner, to do The ice was still falling, the streets were dangerous The cabs 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 like she could hardly
She said, "I never should have this apartment in the Mortal City The comes through every crack I put my hand up to The radiator work, I have to use electric heat"
That settled it, would both sleep in her bed, it was a matter of survival She brought out teeshirts, sweatshirts, sweatpants, socks, If there was ever any of what would happen in that bed tonight
There was no question now, they barely move They were wrapped up like ornaments for another season
lay in bed, they listened to the pelting ice He said, "My not a bad guy, he's just quiet I wished you this city", she said, "Maybe I do"
"I think I have a special of hearing tonight I hear the neighbors upstairs, I hear my heart I hear one hearts beating at the hospital"
And one thousand by their bedsides waiting Saying that's my in the white gown We are not in the Mortal City We are not in the Mortal City