4:12

Having trouble staying asleep
I've been waking up at 4:12
You roll the voices over in your head
And 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 beyond

You said, "I'm so sorry, I've
Been so down, I
Started doubting things could ever
Turn around and I begin 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've 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're already late
And now you're wondering
Was peace just a temporary state?

Waiting tables and
Parking cars, you've been
Selling cell phones at the
Shopping mall and you
Begin to believe that all that we are is material
It's nonsensical

I'm so sorry I've
Been so down, I
Started doubting things could ever
Turn around

But 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

Souls aren't built of stone
Souls aren't built of stone
Sticks and bones and
Souls aren't built of stone
Souls aren't built of stone
Sticks and bones and
Souls aren't built of stone
Souls aren't built of stone
Sticks and bones and
Souls aren't built of stone
Souls aren't built of stone
Sticks and bones and
Souls aren't built of stone
Souls aren't built of stone
Sticks and bones and
Souls aren't built of stone
Souls aren't built of stone
Sticks and bones and
Souls aren't built of stone
Souls aren't built of stone
Sticks and bones and
Souls aren't built of stone
Souls aren't built of stone
Sticks and bones and
Souls aren't built of stone
Souls aren't built of stone
Sticks and bones and
Souls aren't built of stone