Riddles & Lies Songtext
von Danny Schmidt
Riddles & Lies Songtext
The gleam in your eye, it begged me to try
But it warned me I′d never succeed
From the way that you stood, I understood
That you knew no better than me
So 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
Why do we still roll the dice?
I′m halfway to sleep, you asked what I need
I answered in tongues and in braille
Because the thoughts that I speak, are like tracks down the beach
They're just true 'til the ocean exhales
So 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
These things I can say when you′re inches away,
When your vision's still blurry and close
′Cause our stories are flames of beeswax and chain
As real and transparent as smoke
So 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?
When we′re all just the same,
Slightly organized rain,
Well why do we still choose to hide?
Yes, why do we still still choose to hide?
But it warned me I′d never succeed
From the way that you stood, I understood
That you knew no better than me
So 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
Why do we still roll the dice?
I′m halfway to sleep, you asked what I need
I answered in tongues and in braille
Because the thoughts that I speak, are like tracks down the beach
They're just true 'til the ocean exhales
So 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
These things I can say when you′re inches away,
When your vision's still blurry and close
′Cause our stories are flames of beeswax and chain
As real and transparent as smoke
So 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?
When we′re all just the same,
Slightly organized rain,
Well why do we still choose to hide?
Yes, why do we still still choose to hide?
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