Broadway revival (2009) A Little Night Music the Musical - Every Day A Little Death Lyrics
The song is written by Stephen Sondheim.
CHARLOTTE: Every day a little death In the parlor, in the bed, In the curtains, in the silver, In the buttons, in the bread. Every day a little sting In the heart and in the head, Every move and every breath (And you hardly feel a thing) Brings a perfect little death.
He smiles sweetly, strokes my hair, Says he misses me. I would murder him right there, But first I die. He talks softly of his wars, And his horses, and his whores. I think love's a dirty business.
ANNE: So do I!
CHARLOTTE: ANNE: I'm before him on my knees So do I... And he kisses me. He assumes I lose my reason, And I do. Men are stupid, men are vain, Love's disgusting, love's insane, A humiliating business.
ANNE: Oh, how true!
CHARLOTTE: Ah, well... ANNE: Every day a little death Every day a little death In the parlor, in the bed, On the lips and in the eyes, In the curtains, in the silver, In the murmurs, in the pauses, In the buttons, in the bread. In the gestures, in the sighs. Every day a little sting Every day a little dies In the heart and in the head. In the looks and in the lies. Every move and every breath,
BOTH: (And you hardly feel a thing) Brings a perfect little death.
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A Little Night Music the Musical Lyrics
SYNOPSIS Now Later Soon The Glamorous Life Remember? You Must Meet My Wife Liaisons In Praise Of Women Every Day A Little Death A Weekend In The Country Night Waltz 1- The Sun Won't Set Night Waltz 2 - The Sun Sits Low It Would Have Been Wonderful Perpetual Anticipation Send In The Clowns The Miller's Son Finale
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