Don't Do Sadness/Blue Wind

Awful sweet to be a little butterfly

Just wingin' over things, and nothin' deep inside

Nothin' goin', goin' wild in you, you know

You're slowin' by the riverside

Or floatin' high and blue

Or, maybe, cool to be a little summer wind

Like, once through everything

And then away again

With a taste of dust in your mouth all day

But no need to know, like, sadness

You just sail away

'Cause, you know, I don't do sadness

Not even a little bit

Just don't need it in my life

Don't want any part of it

I don't do sadness

Hey, I've done my time

Lookin' back on it all, man it blows my mind

I don't do sadness

So been there

Don't do sadness

Just don't care

Moritz Stiefel?

Ilse? You frightened me

What are you looking for?

If only I knew

Then what's the use of looking?

I'm on the way home

Want to come?

I don't know

God

You remember how we used to run back to my house and play pirates?

Wendla Bergman, Melchior Gabor, you, and I?

Spring and summer

Every other day

Blue wind gets so sad

Blowin' through thick corn

Through the bales of hay

Through the open books on the grass

Spring and summer

Sure, when it's autumn

Wind always wants to

Creep up and haunt you

Whistling, it's got you

With its heartache, with its sorrow

Winter wind sings, and it cries

Spring and summer

Every other day

Blue wind gets so pained

Blowin' through the thick corn

And the bales of hay

Through the sudden drift of the rain

Spring and summer

Actually, I'd better go

Walk as far as my house with me

I wish I could

Then why don't you?

80 lines of Virgil, 16 equations, a paper on the Hopsborks

So maybe I should be some kinda laundry line

Hang their things on me, and I will swing 'em dry

You just wave in the sun through the afternoon

And then, see, they come to set you free

Beneath the rising moon

'Cause, you know, spring and summer, I don't do sadness

Every other day

Not even a little bit

Blue wind gets so lost

Just don't need it in my life, blowin' through the thick corn

And the bales of hay, don't want any part of it

Spring and summer, I don't do sadness

Every other day

Hey, I've done my time

Blue wind gets so lost

Lookin' back on it all

Man it blows my mind

Blowin' through the thick corn

And the bales of hay

I don't do sadness

Through the wondering clouds of dust

So been there

Don't do sadness

Spring and summer

Just don't care