Learning To Crawl - Mr. Mister

Sunrise, see a figure in the sand

New life, neither animal or man

Slowly, the shape begins to change

Slowly to a spirit and a name

Born, a flashing of light

Astride of the grave

And the rest is learning to crawl

Cold night, hear the wind across the fields

I sleep but my mind is never still

Vision of a face the darkness hides

Fading from my momentary sight

Born, a flashing of light

Astride of the grave

And the rest is learning to crawl

Born, a flashing of light

Astride of the grave

And the rest is learning to crawl

I see the sunrise

I see the new life

It changes slowly

Ever slowly

Ever slowly…