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