You've been having trouble staying asleep 

You been waking up at 4:12 

You roll the voices over in your head 

Then you try to put them neatly on the shelf



You watch the sun rise

You saw the darkness had no choice before the dawn 

With your own eyes 

And then you broke out laughing from a yawn



You said,

"I'm so sorry I've been so down.

I started doubting things could ever turn around.

And I began to believe that all we are is material.

It's nonsensical."



So you walk outside and everything's new 

You're looking at the world with new eyes. 

As if you'd never seen a sky before that's blue  

As if you've never seen the sky in your whole life 

And then the phone rings 

As it turns out you are already late 

And now you're wondering 

Was peace just a temporary state?



You're waiting tables and parking cars

You've been selling cell phones at the shopping mall 

And you began to believe that all you are is material 

It's nonsensical



I still can't believe that all we are

And that all of are dreams are nothing more than material



Souls aren't built of stone,

Sticks and bones

And souls aren't built of stone