Sondheim Lyrics
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Content dictates form. Less is more. God is in the details.
Here's a little story that should make
you cry, about two unhappy dames. Let us call them Lucy "X" and Jessie "Y," which are not their real names.
you cry, about two unhappy dames. Let us call them Lucy "X" and Jessie "Y," which are not their real names.
December 9, 2025 at 11:17 PM
Here's a little story that should make
you cry, about two unhappy dames. Let us call them Lucy "X" and Jessie "Y," which are not their real names.
you cry, about two unhappy dames. Let us call them Lucy "X" and Jessie "Y," which are not their real names.
I dim the lights, and think about you. Spend sleepless nights, and think about you. You said you loved me, or were you just being kind? Or am I losing my mind?
December 9, 2025 at 3:44 AM
I dim the lights, and think about you. Spend sleepless nights, and think about you. You said you loved me, or were you just being kind? Or am I losing my mind?
Her smile's disarming, but nice she ain't.
December 7, 2025 at 5:11 PM
Her smile's disarming, but nice she ain't.
Funny, you're a man who goes traveling rather than settling down.
December 6, 2025 at 11:46 PM
Funny, you're a man who goes traveling rather than settling down.
I should have gone to an acting school.
December 6, 2025 at 2:07 AM
I should have gone to an acting school.
Wind murmuring.
Is she murmuring for me
Through her field of dreams? . . .
Is she murmuring for me
Through her field of dreams? . . .
December 4, 2025 at 2:51 PM
Wind murmuring.
Is she murmuring for me
Through her field of dreams? . . .
Is she murmuring for me
Through her field of dreams? . . .
Wishes may bring problems such that you regret them. Better that, though, than to never get them.
December 3, 2025 at 10:08 PM
Wishes may bring problems such that you regret them. Better that, though, than to never get them.
And if I wanted too much, was that such a mistake at the time?
December 2, 2025 at 4:44 PM
And if I wanted too much, was that such a mistake at the time?
No strings, good times. Just chums, company!
December 2, 2025 at 1:28 AM
No strings, good times. Just chums, company!
You think, what do you want? You think, make a decision.
November 29, 2025 at 6:29 PM
You think, what do you want? You think, make a decision.
I would murder him right there, but first I die.
November 29, 2025 at 2:12 AM
I would murder him right there, but first I die.
The closer to the family, the closer to the wine.
November 27, 2025 at 4:40 PM
The closer to the family, the closer to the wine.
You're still somehow part of my life, and you won't go away.
November 26, 2025 at 3:48 PM
You're still somehow part of my life, and you won't go away.
Careful the spell you cast.
November 25, 2025 at 9:11 PM
Careful the spell you cast.
Everything's different, nothing's changed. Only maybe slightly rearranged.
November 25, 2025 at 12:32 AM
Everything's different, nothing's changed. Only maybe slightly rearranged.
Dear kindly Sergeant Krupke, you gotta understand: it’s just our bringin' upke that gets us out of hand. Our mothers all are junkies, our fathers all are drunks. Golly Moses, natcherly we're punks!
November 23, 2025 at 2:42 PM
Dear kindly Sergeant Krupke, you gotta understand: it’s just our bringin' upke that gets us out of hand. Our mothers all are junkies, our fathers all are drunks. Golly Moses, natcherly we're punks!
We're gonna blundеr, we’re gonna hold on tight. Hi-ho! We're gonna be all right.
November 22, 2025 at 4:49 PM
We're gonna blundеr, we’re gonna hold on tight. Hi-ho! We're gonna be all right.
No one leaves for good.
November 21, 2025 at 4:36 PM
No one leaves for good.
We'll find a new way of living, we'll find a way of forgiving.
November 21, 2025 at 1:40 AM
We'll find a new way of living, we'll find a way of forgiving.
If the woman were perfection, she would go away, and that would be wonderful.
November 19, 2025 at 10:37 PM
If the woman were perfection, she would go away, and that would be wonderful.
Late nights, quick bites, party games, deep talks, long walks, telephone calls.
November 18, 2025 at 11:16 PM
Late nights, quick bites, party games, deep talks, long walks, telephone calls.
I may play cards all night and come home at three. Just leave a light on the porch for me. Well, nobody's perfect!
November 15, 2025 at 4:39 PM
I may play cards all night and come home at three. Just leave a light on the porch for me. Well, nobody's perfect!
Artists are so crazy! Artists are pompous prigs. Artists are just people, and people are pigs.
November 14, 2025 at 10:01 PM
Artists are so crazy! Artists are pompous prigs. Artists are just people, and people are pigs.
Tell me you’re relieved.
November 13, 2025 at 4:44 PM
Tell me you’re relieved.
Poor, sad souls, itching to be switching roles. Lucy wants to do what Jessie does, Jessie wants to be what Lucy was.
November 12, 2025 at 3:52 PM
Poor, sad souls, itching to be switching roles. Lucy wants to do what Jessie does, Jessie wants to be what Lucy was.