I Am - From The Miller and the Boy

I am the memory of the blue truck

Speeding down the road.

I am the dreamy vision

Of mist on Autumn fields.

I am that thing which once

Sledged through the snow.

I am all that has passed before

Every single moment

Some are lost

Some are still,

And unfolding in time,

The siren in the distance

Where once I sat, a child.

I am them all. I am so much -

That sometimes I wonder

If I am anything of Me at all.

Taken from THE MILLER AND THE BOY - OUT NOW.