[Intro]
One block dark
One skyline gold
A lift stops dead
The night turns cold

[Verse 1]
Mara climbs eleven floors
Past prams and bags beside the doors
A breathing machine runs out of charge
The hallway feels too still and large
Someone holds a phone for light
Someone checks the fuse all night
Across the river windows gleam
Champagne bright on every screen

[Chorus]
The rich sleep well while the city burns
Behind thick glass where the heating hums
The rich sleep well, the siren turns
Through streets where every favour comes undone
They call this hardship shared by all
But darkness stops at the marble wall

[Verse 2]
Jonah drags a mattress down
For the old man coughing on the ground
Nadia brings a battery pack
Tom keeps watch beside the flats
Eli hears the generators
Behind the homes of legislators
Golden gates in steady light
While Tower Four disappears from sight

[Pre-Chorus]
No storm took out these streets alone
A choice was made in rooms of stone
One cable fixed, one district fed
One tower left to freeze instead

[Chorus]
The rich sleep well while the city burns
Behind thick glass where the heating hums
The rich sleep well, the siren turns
Through streets where every favour comes undone
They call this hardship shared by all
But darkness stops at the marble wall

[Guitar Solo]
A slow, mournful lead circles above sustained feedback

[Bridge]
From an eighth-floor kitchen window
An old woman lowers down
Bottled water in a shopping bag
Bandages tied with dressing gowns
She says, “Take what I have left
And send the bag back up again”
No cameras film the pulley line
No minister remembers them

[Build-up]
Floor by floor
Door by door
Matches strike
Voices rise

[Final Chorus]
The rich sleep well while the city burns
But in the dark our faces turn
The rich sleep well, yet every floor
Has opened up a hundred doors
They built their walls to guard the light
We learned each other’s names tonight
The rich sleep well behind their gates
We keep the breathing machines awake

[Outro]
The power stays off until dawn
A hundred candles carry on
Across the river, gold and still
The guarded quarter crowns the hill