Hercules - Sara Bareilles

I miss the days my mind would just rest quiet

My imagination hadn’t 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, it’s 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 a 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

I only need turn around to face the light

And decide flight or fight

Cause I have sent for a warrior

From on my knees, make me a Hercules

I was meant to be

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