No more questions, please
No more tests
Comes the day you say, 'What for?'
Please, no more
They disappoint, they disappear, they die but they don't
They disappoint in turn, I fear
Forgive, though they won't
No more riddles
No more jests
No more curses you can't undo
Left by fathers you never knew
No more quests
No more feeling
Time to shut the door
Just no more
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 feel undefine
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
We disappoint in turn, I guess
Forget, though we won't
Like father, like son
No more giants waging war
Can't we just pursue our lives
With our children and our wives?
'Til that happy day arrives, how do you ignore
All the witches, all the curses
All the wolves, all the lies, all the graphic
High rocket, reverses
All the wondering, what even worse is still in store
All the children
All the giants
No more