This is a fun song to imagine. There are essentially two spaces Sara creates in which events take place: days of old where her “imagination hadn’t turned on” yet and the darkest hour she is in. The days of old are when, because of simplified objectives that are seen by an as-yet-ignorant set of eyes, happiness and what felt like skillful poetry were easy to achieve. She mentions the brashness of that time, because there was no reason not to be. If there was breath, why would she question that? And then there is the current dilemma, where regret is expressed for letting problems grow unchecked. Previously poetic ponderings have become regurgitations and happiness has given way to bitter battles.
The two spaces I speak of are served by a powerful bridge, which is this symbolic warrior, Hercules. There is very little elaboration of what character this Hercules is, but even if anyone is not well versed in Greek mythology and is familiar with the strongman with a human mother and Zeus as father, examination of the lyrics point to his strength as a fighter. This fantastical strength was desired in those old days where what you saw was what you got, and it is now portrayed here as the light to which she would need to look at before deciding flight or fight. This is why she says, “I want to disappear and just start over, / So here we are”–she <i>is</i> singing “Hercules.” Remember that “[t]his is not the end though.” She talks about a strength that will persistently guide her through her tribulations as she fights to find who she’s not yet become and then can breathe again.
This is a fun song to imagine. There are essentially two spaces Sara creates in which events take place: days of old where her “imagination hadn’t turned on” yet and the darkest hour she is in. The days of old are when, because of simplified objectives that are seen by an as-yet-ignorant set of eyes, happiness and what felt like skillful poetry were easy to achieve. She mentions the brashness of that time, because there was no reason not to be. If there was breath, why would she question that? And then there is the current dilemma, where regret is expressed for letting problems grow unchecked. Previously poetic ponderings have become regurgitations and happiness has given way to bitter battles. The two spaces I speak of are served by a powerful bridge, which is this symbolic warrior, Hercules. There is very little elaboration of what character this Hercules is, but even if anyone is not well versed in Greek mythology and is familiar with the strongman with a human mother and Zeus as father, examination of the lyrics point to his strength as a fighter. This fantastical strength was desired in those old days where what you saw was what you got, and it is now portrayed here as the light to which she would need to look at before deciding flight or fight. This is why she says, “I want to disappear and just start over, / So here we are”–she <i>is</i> singing “Hercules.” Remember that “[t]his is not the end though.” She talks about a strength that will persistently guide her through her tribulations as she fights to find who she’s not yet become and then can breathe again.