Don't Do Sadness/Blue Wind Lyrics

MORITZ

Awful sweet to be a little butterfly.

Just wingin' over things

And nothing deep inside.

Nothing goin', goin' wild in you, you know.

You're slowing by the riverside,

Or floatin' high and blue.

Or may be 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.

(Scene)

ILSE

Spring and summer ev'ry other day

Blue wind gets so sad

Blowin' through the 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

Whistlin' it's got you

With it's heartache, with it's sorrow

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Spring and summer ev'ry other day

Blue wind gets so pained

Blowin' through the thick corn,

Through the bales of hay,

Through the sudden drift of the rain

Spring and summer.

(Scene)

MORITZ

So maybe I should be some kind of laundry line.

Hang their things on me

And I will swing 'em dry.

You're just wavin' the sun throught the afternoon,

And then see, they come to set you free

Beneath the risin' moon.

MORIZ (With ILSE)

'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.

ILSE (With MORITZ)

Spring and summer ev'ry other day

Blue wind gets so lost

Blowin' through the thick corn,

Through the bales of hay

Spring and summer ev'ry other day

Blue wind gets so lost

Blowin' through the thick corn,

Through the bales of hay,

Through the wandering clouds of the dust

Spring and summer