When I Look Into Your Lies
When I look into your lies
I can't say what I've found
the way they turn around
like a lighthouse light
Some lies are small and white
like a dory on a wave
like a gull that won't behave
it keeps looking at your bread
But you're a step ahead
your lie is profound
like a ship run aground
like a MacLuhan epigram
That's not what I am
When you give your conclusion
I harbour confusion
when I look into your lies
When I look into your lies
I hear a faint wail
like the wind in a sail
like an acrobatic kite
But try as I might
I can't hear a word
It seems so absurd
like a great magic trick
With a fourishing flick
I just feel the sting
like a tear in my wing
it was caught in your snare
And though you will dare
to steer your story
I know you're not sorry
when I look into your lies
When I look into your lies
I can feel on my skin
the way it gets in
like a blackfly bite
Like a bullet of spite
that smacks me reeling
and soon the feeling
changes to fire
But this molten desire
must be cooled in a mold
like a hot bar of gold
it's too heavy to carry
You should be wary
you could get burned
if it is returned
when I look into your lies