It’s like we’re sitting in the dark and we don’t know it
Like we’re hidden behind a veil and we don’t know it
Just like a baby in the womb
They don’t know there’s more
There’s more than just the darkness
Just like that baby in the womb
Forming fingers and toes
The hand of the Potter
Is forming and molding
It’s like we’re sitting in the dark and we don’t know it

Words and music by Misty Edwards

Behind the Song:
'It’s just a little clip of a song that ties into so many of the songs on this record. The 90-year-old man at the end of his life is still an infant compared to the scope of living eternally, and we can’t even grasp what that is yet, but while we’re here, the hand of the potter is forming us and molding us.' - Misty