You'd think by now I'd know the path to choose
Still I'm confounded and confused
You'd think by now that I would see the way
Through the vale of tears to Judgement day
Some may say that I am in denial
A blind leap of faith can't reconcile
Some would send me to the flames
Doubting Thomas is my middle name
I don't believe in miracles or fate
I can't get my head round heaven's gate
False -faced prophets pedal paradise
Blind obedience is the going price
Rich man thinks there has to be a way to buy
To pa** the camel through a needle's eye
The poor pa** through this world in chains
Doubting Thomas etc
Will I still be searching when this candle it burns out
I didn't choose to be confused or choose to doubt
I can't help the workings of my mind
Sometimes it runs smooth and sometimes grinds
One day my cup's dry then overspills
Sometimes I'm a slave to my own free will
Who knows where this confused story ends?
I'd like to call the carpenter my friend
Twisted words have warped the frame
Doubting Thomas etc
Just say science is to blame