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
