Lyrics Doubting Thomas - Josh Pyke

Doubting Thomas

Have you heard about the ones who doubted
How they ran their fingers over your scars
Somehow they can make their shadows taller
It’s like trying to read a book in the dark
All their pages flick under my fingers
All their words are like shooting stars
Leaves me slow cut, burning embers
So I can only guess just who you are
Fare thee well, I should’ve known by now
Fare thee well to the ghost
Who should have atoned by now
Fare thee well to the ghost
I shouldn’t be scared by now
Cos I know
That something good will come around again
So tell my cousins that I’m coming over
They should know they shouldn’t think too much
When every day is like a diamond dimming
I don’t feel numb I just feel out of touch
I need something that will hold my rapture
Something tangible like bleeding gums
I used to think that If I stared right at you at you
I wouldn’t have to see the things you’ve done
So we feel waves of something like nostalgia
For all these things we know we’ve never done
But your love is not a candle flicker
Just because you’re standing next to the sun