sara bareilles
hercules
I miss the days my mind would just rest quiet My imagination hadnt turned on me yet I used to let my words wax poetic But it melted a puddle at my feet now It is a calcifying crime, its tragic I've turned to petrified past life baggage I want to disappear and just start over So here we are And I'll breathe again Cause I have sent for a warrior From on my knees, make me a Hercules I was meant to be a warrior please Make me a Hercules I've lost a grip on where I started from I wish I'd thought ahead and left a few crumbs I'm on the hunt for who I've not yet become But I'd settle for little equilibrium There is a war inside my heart gone silent Both sides dissatisfied and somewhat violent The issue I have now begun to see I am the only lonely casualty This is not the end though Cause I have sent for a warrior From on my knees, make me a Hercules I was meant to be a warrior please Make me a Hercules Cause I have sent for a warrior From on my knees, make me a Hercules I was meant to be a warrior please Make me a Hercules This is my darkest hour A long road has lead me out here But I only need turn around to face the light And decide flight or fight