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 our dreams are nothing more than material    Souls aren't built of stone,  Sticks and bones  And souls aren't built of stone