Doubting Thomas

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 this veil of tears to judgement day

Now some may say that I am in denial

Such a blind leap of faith I can't reconcile

Some would send me to the flames

Doubting Thomas, that's my middle name

I don't believe in miracles of fate

I can't get my head 'round heaven's gate

False-faced prophets peddle paradise

Blind obedience is the going price

Now rich man thinks there has to be a way to buy

To pass his camel through that needle's eye

The poor pass through this world in chains

Doubting Thomas, that's my middle name

Will I still be searching when this candle, it burns out?

I didn't choose to be confused or choose to doubt

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 over-spills

Sometimes I'm a slave to my own free will

Now who knows where this confused story ends?

I'd like to call the carpenter my friend

Twisted words that warp the frame

Doubting Thomas, that's my middle name

Just say science is to blame

And Doubting Thomas, that's my middle name

And Doubting Thomas, that's my middle name

My middle name