The Count In Me
Well of course
But the case may be
We’ve always had
Another mechanism than that you see
For in measure of accountability
One without relying upon
How we appear to be
More than is real to belong
And more than you no not wrong
Thus yet
Not even in words be
This reality
Confounded by mistakes upon why
Real accountability
Is as it is no bind
Unable to find
No tear unable to cry
No life left too dry
Will that you my
Way to rely
Upon this count made high
For to fear with its style
Of facing in reputations try
That you might land of by
Having wrongly assumed of
That exact in another was
As reason to accuse and blame of
Being your own behaviour
Only imagined excused upon
Was never no way to escape
The real retribution of fate
Being no less upon
What we’ve all dreamed well and long
With that to the end of
And yet but belong
Be it far from
Real meaning to go wrong
When words and appearance
But minor facts of clearance
