Song of the day: "Every Day a Little Death" by Stephen Sondheim

I really like the tone of this song and the idea that when you're depressed, you feel helpless and every ordinary act of daily seems like a burden.

From A Little Night Music

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
So do I

CHARLOTTE:
I'm before him on my knees
And he kisses me
He assumes I'll loose 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
Every day a little death

ANNE:
Every day a little death

CHARLOTTE:
In the parlor, in the bed

ANNE:
In the looks and in the acts

CHARLOTTE:
In the curtains, in the silver
In the buttons, in the bread

ANNE:
In the murmurs, in the gestures
In the pauses, in the sighs

CHARLOTTE:
Every day a little sting

ANNE:
Every day a little dies

CHARLOTTE:
In the heart and in the head

ANNE:
In the looks and in the lies

CHARLOTTE & ANNE:
Every move and every breath
And you hardly feel a thing
Brings a perfect little...
Death