Spring Awakening - Don't Do Sadness / Blue Wind Lyrics
Awful sweet to be a little butterflyJust swinging over things and nothing deep insideNothing going, going wild in you, you knowYou're slowing by the riverside, a-floating high and blueOr maybe cool to be a little summer windLike once through everything and then away againWith the taste of dust in your mouth all dayBut no need to knowLike sadness, you just sail away'Cuz you knowI dont do sadnessNot even a little bitJust dont need it in my lifeDont want any part of itI dont do sadnessHey, Ive done my timeLookin back on it all, man, it blows my mindI dont do sadnessSo been thereDont do sadnessJust dont careMoritz SteephleIlse, you frightened meWhat are you looking for?If only I knewThen what's the use of looking?I'm on the way home, want to come?I don't knowGod, you remember how we used to run backTo my house and play piratesVend LeBergman, Melchior Gabor, you and I?Spring and summerEvery other dayBlue wind gets so sadBlowing through the thick cornThrough the bales of hayThrough the open books on the grassSpring and summerSure when its autumnWind always wants toCreep up and haunt youWhen silence got youIf it's heartache well, it's sorrowWinter wind sings under criesSpring and summerEvery other dayBlue wind gets so painedBlowing through the thick cornThrough the bales of hayThrough the sudden drift of the rainSpring and summerActually I better goWalk as far as my house with meI wish I couldThen why don't you?Eighty lines of virgils, sixteen equations, a paper on the hopsboardSo maybe I should be some kind of laundry lineHang their things on me, and I will swing 'em dryYou just wave in the sun through the afternoon and then seeThey come to set you free beneath the rising moon'Cuz you knowSpring and summerI dont do sadnessEvery other dayNot even a little bitBlue wind gets so lostJust dont need it in my lifeGoin' through the big corn and bales of hayDont want any part of itSpring and summerI dont do sadnessEvery other dayHey, Ive done my timeBlue wind gets so lostLookin back on it all and it blows my mindGoin' through the big corn and bales of hayI dont do sadnessThe wandering clouds of the dustSo been there, dont do sadnessSpring and summerJust dont care
