Maryan - Robert Wyatt

Over an ocean away

Like salmon

Turning back for Nayram

To the delta

With the rivulets tumbling down

Glide over sand

Around the rocks

Back through the wavering weeds

And the turds

In the way

Riversmell

On the route

Along away

Over gravel

The weirs of the tributaries

Against the icy waterflow

To Maryan