“No More” – Into the Woods – Stephen Sondheim

Running away, let's do it
Free from the ties that bind
No more despair, or burdens to bear
Out there in the yonder
Running away, go to it
Where did you have in mind?
Have to take care unless there's a 'where'
You'll only be wandering blind
Just more questions different kind
Where are we to go?
Where are we ever to go?
Running away, we'll do it
Why sit around, resigned?
Trouble is, son, the farther you run
The more you'll be wandering blind
For what you have left undone, and more
What you've left behind
We disappoint, we leave a mess, we die, but we don't