| She never should have rented this apartment in the mortal city
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| The cold comes though every crack she puts her hand up to
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| The radiator’s broken, so she has to use electric heat
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| And tonight was the first date with the brother of the guy she worked next to
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| He lived a couple streets away, he listened, he had things to say
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| She asked him up for dinner sometime, sometime was tonight
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| The radio gave updates on the ice storm while she made the dinner
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| They said, from all the talk, you shouldn’t drive or even walk
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| And this just in, we’re asking everyone to turn out their power
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| They need it at the hospital
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| She ran around pulling plugs, then she called him up
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| Maybe now they shouldn’t meet, he said that he would brave the streets
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| She met him at the door with a blanket and a candle
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| Saying, «I heard it on the radio, I had to turn my power off»
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| He said, «You're not the only one, the streets were dark tonight
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| It was like another century
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| With dim lamps and candles lighting up the icy trees and the clouds and a
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| covered moon»
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| She said, «What kind of people make a city
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| Where you can’t see the sky and you can’t feel the ground?
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| I tell you something, I have this feeling that this city’s dying»
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| He said, «It's not dying, it’s the people who are dying»
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| She said, «Yes, yes, I think the people are dying and nobody cares
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| «We got all this technology, our dreams bold and vague
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| And then one city got bad planners
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| One city got the plague»
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| He asked, «Why did you move here?» |
| She said, «For the job
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| For the job, and I’ve been so lonely here, so lonely
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| There’s no one I can talk to, you know, I don’t even know your brother»
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| He smiled and said, «Sometimes at night I walk out by the river
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| The city’s one big town, the water turns it upside-down
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| People found the city because they love other people
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| They want their secretaries, they want their power lunches
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| «And think about tonight, I heard the same newscast you did
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| I unplugged everything, I looked out the window
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| And I think the city heard
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| I watched as, one by one, the lights went off
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| So they could give their power to the hospital»
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| They ate in silence while she thought this over
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| They sat together in a dark room in the mortal city
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| Shifting in their blankets so they wouldn’t get spaghetti on them
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| Then came the awkward moment after dinner, what to do
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| The ice was still falling, the streets were still dangerous
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| The cabs were not running, and this neighborhood was not the greatest
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| They both looked at the space where a couch would’ve been
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| She felt her stomach sink, she felt like she could hardly think
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| She said, «I never should have rented this apartment in the mortal city
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| The cold comes through every crack I put my hand up to
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| The radiator doesn’t work, I have to use electric heat»
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| And that settled it, they would both sleep in her bed
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| It was a matter of survival
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| She brought out T-shirts, sweatshirts, sweatpants, socks, and hats
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| If there was ever any thought of what would happen in that bed tonight
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| There was no question now
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| They could barely move
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| They were wrapped up like ornaments waiting for another season
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| They laid in bed and listened to the pelting ice
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| He said, «My brother’s not a bad guy, he’s just quiet
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| I wished you liked the city»
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| She said, «Maybe I do
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| «I think I have a special kind of hearing tonight
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| I hear the neighbors upstairs, I hear my heart beating
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| I hear one thousand hearts beating at the hospital
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| And one thousand hearts by their bedsides waiting
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| Saying, 'That's my love in the white gown'»
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| We are not lost in the mortal city
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| We are not lost in a mortal city |