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Finale: Children Will Listen Songtext

The slotted spoon can catch the potato

Every knot was once straight rope

The harder to wake, the better to have

The greater the good, the harder the blow

When going to hide know how to get there

And how to get back

And eat first

The knife that is sharp today
May be dull by tomorrow

Aah!

Now we can all return home
And let us hope there will be no more killing

Where am I to go?
I have no one to take care of me

You′ll have to take care of yourself now, Jack
It's time

No, it′s not
I'll take care of him

You will?


Yes
I'll be your mother now

I don′t want another mother
I want a friend
And a pet

Well, of course, we have nowhere to go
So, we′ll move in with you!

Oh... no

It'll be fun

My house is in shambles
There′s hardly any room for-
Of course
You can come home with us

And you shall join us, too

You'll not return to the castle?

I′ll gladly help you with your house
There are times I actually enjoy cleaning
How proud your wife would have been of you

And how sad it is that my son will never know her
Maybe I just wasn't meant to have children


Don′t say that
Of course you were meant to have children

But how will I go about being a father
With no one to mother my child?

Just calm the child

Yes, calm the child

Look
Tell him the story of how it all happened
Be father and mother
You'll know what to do

Alone

Sometimes people leave you
Halfway through the wood
Do not let it grieve you
No one leaves for good
You are not alone
No one is alone
Hold him to the light now
Let him see the glow
Things will be alright now
Tell him what you know

Shh, shh, shh
Once upon a time
In a far-off kingdom
There lived-

Careful the things you say (a young maiden)
Children will listen (a sad young lad)
Careful the things you do
Children will see (and a childless baker)
And learn (with his wife)

Children may not obey
But children will listen
Children will look to you
For which way to turn
To learn what to be

Careful before you say, listen to me
Children will listen

Careful the wish you make
Wishes are children
Careful the path they take
Wishes come true
Not free

Careful the spell you cast
Not just on children
Sometimes a spell may last
Past what you can see
And turn against you

Careful the tale you tell
That is the spell
Children will listen

Though it's fearful
Though it′s deep
Though it′s dark
And though you may lose
The path
Though you may
Encounter wolves (though it's fearful, though it′s deep)
You can't just act (though it′s dark and though you may lose the path)
You have to (though you may encounter- though it's fearful)
Listen (wolves! Tough it′s deep)
You can't just act (though it's dark and though you may)
You have to think! (Lose the path)

There are always wolves
There are always spells
There are always beans
Or a Giant dwells there

So into the woods you go again
You have to every now and then
Into the woods
No telling when
Be ready for the journey
Into the woods
But not too fast
Or what you wish you lose at last

Into the woods, but mind the past

Into the woods, but mind the future

Into the woods, but not to stray

Or tempt the Wolf
Or steal from the Giant

They way is dark
The light is dim
But now there′s you, me
Her and him

The chances look small

The choices look grim

But everything you learn there
Will help when you return there

The light is getting dimmer

I think I see a glimmer

Into the woods you have to grope
But that′s the way you learn to cope
Into the woods to find there's hope
Of getting through the journey
Into the woods
Each time you go
There′s more to learn
Of what you know

Into the woods, but not to slow
Into the woods it's nearing midnight
Into the woods to mind the Wolf
To heed the Witch
To honor the Giant
To mind, to heed
To find, to think
To teach, to join
To go to the Festival
Into the woods
Into the woods
Into the woods
Then out of the woods
And happy ever after!

I wish!

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