Listen To The River

The fisherman used to dive into running water
 And take a shining sixpence from the floor
 Now he's waiting for the Salmon of Knowledge
 To help him wade out from the shore
 He looks down on the lake on a sunlit morning
 Loves the ancient world that is within
 The surface shadow is his simple warning
 Transformation must begin
 Close your eyes
 Open your heart now
 Close your eyes
 The rain pours down on Barley Harbour
 As expectation fills the pier
 The fisherman looks out on the horizon
 The Salmon of Knowledge is coming here
 Let the bells ring out in the heartland
 Let all the poets come to pen
 May they write in praise of celebration
 The salmon goes upstream once again
 Close your eyes
 Open your heart now
 Close your eyes
 Listen to the river...