Danny Schmidt Riddles & Lies
The gleam in your eye, it begged me to try
And it warned me I'd never succeed
But from the way that you stood, I understood
That you knew no better than me
Tell me why, tell me why, all these riddles and lies
And delicate threads of disguise
When the games that we play, they're so carefully staged
Well why do we still roll the dice
Halfway to sleep, you asked what I need
I answered in tongues and in braille
Cause the thoughts that I speak are like tracks down the beach
They're just true til the ocean exhales
Tell me why, tell me why, all these riddles and lies
And delicate threads of disguise
When the words on my tongue, they're not the same ones
I speak to myself late at night
There's things I can say, when you're inches away
When you're vision's still blurry and close
And our stories are flames of beeswax and shame
As real and transparent as smoke
Tell me why, tell me why, all these riddles and lies
And delicate threads of disguise
When we're all just the same, slightly organized rain
Well why do we still choose to hide
