Don't Do Sadness/Blue Wind

Awful sweet to be a little butterfly Just swinging over things and nothing deep inside Nothing going, going wild in you, you know You're slowing by the riverside, a-floating high and blue Or maybe cool to be a little summer wind Like once through everything and then away again With the taste of dust in your mouth all day But no need to know Like sadness, you just sail away 'Cuz 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 Steifel? Ilse, you frightened me What are you looking for? I wish 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 Blowing through the thick corn Through the bales of hay Through the open books on the grass Spring and summer Sure when its autumn Wind always wants to Creep up and haunt you When silence got you If it's heartache well, it's sorrow Winter wind sings under cries Spring and summer Every other day Blue wind gets so pained Blowing through the thick corn Through the bales of hay Through the sudden drift of the rain Spring and summer Actually I better go Walk as far as my house with me I wish I could Then why don't you? Eighty lines of virgils, sixteen equations, a paper on the hopsboard So maybe I should be some kind of 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 Goin' through the big corn and 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 and it blows my mind Goin' through the big corn and bales of hay I don't do sadness The wandering clouds of the dust So been there, don't do sadness Spring and summer Just don't care