The Road

Where is the road from here? I've turned, lost my way I camp on desert beach And sleep for six days Can't seem to place my mind Back where I picked it up I wish that I could find it Find it on my own I walk to the lagoon To see if I'm there I sit amongst tan reeds And think like a duck Can't seem to place my mind Back where I picked it up Please you'll only lift a finger To send to me on my way Home I drink myself From a water bottle Slip into A strange loop My leg shakes At a Black-tailed Trainbearer pace And I see your heart When I close my eyes Please take a sip Now spit me out And I'm not sure Why I exist I guess I'm where Exactly where I need to be Where is the road from here? I've turned, lost my way