lemniscate Songtext
von Colin Self

A sense of proclivity on my hands
Long have I waited for this
A sense of being here that allows me to see you
A meticulous kind of presence that demands
The slowness I once knew when I was there


Another me reaches out across the sea
As I touch your hand once again
I know what I believe
That the infinite in you is the infinite in me
And in the face of what′s to come
You're always here with me

[what comes at the willow′s key
Born to name the right scare
Parney a two and eight on your tod
You're not on your own
Charper the queering ken