finding Nickel Creek has been the best part of the last week

[jcferguson]

What will be left
when I've drawn my last breath
Besides the folks I've met and the folks who've known me

Will I discover
a soul-saving love, Or
just the dirt above and below me

I'm a doubting Thomas
I took a promise
But I do not feel safe
Oh, me of little faith

Sometimes I pray
for a slap in the face
Then I beg to be spared cause I'm a coward

If there's a master of death
I bet he's holding his breath
As I show the blind and tell the deaf about his power

I'm a doubting Thomas
I can't keep my promises
Cause I don't know what's safe
Oh, me of little faith

Can I be used
to help others find truth
When I'm scared I'll find proof
that it's a lie...

Can I be led down a trail dropping bread crumbs
That prove I'm not ready to die

Please give me time
to decipher the signs
Please forgive me for time that I've wasted

I'm a doubting Thomas
I'll take your promise
Though I know nothin's safe
Oh, me of little faith

--Doubting Thomas