The power quit at half past ten
The hallway filled with neighbors then
We climbed the stairs with melting ice
And saw the roof in silver light
Without the screens to fill our hands
We met the people where we stand
Make a little room for the moon
Pull another chair into the blue
When the whole block loses its glow
We find a light we didn't know
The quiet man from number four
Brought his old guitar upstairs
The baby slept, the couples swayed
We learned the songs his mother played
Make a little room for the moon
Pull another chair into the blue
When the whole block loses its glow
We find a light we didn't know
The windows blinked alive below
Nobody said it's time to go
We left the rooftop door ajar
And watched the planes become the stars
Make a little room for the moon
Pull another chair into the blue
When the whole block loses its glow
We find a light we didn't know
Now every Friday, half past ten
We take the long way up again