Answer:
I am never quite what I appear to be. Straight-forward I seem, but it's only skin deep. For mystery most often lies beneath my simple speech. Sharpen your wits, open your eyes, look beyond my exteriors, read me backwards, forwards, upside down. Think and answer the question...
My second is performed by my first, and it is thought a thief by the marks of my whole might be caught.
A precious stone, as clear as diamond. Seek it out whilst the sun's near the horizon. Though you can walk on water with its power, Try to keep it, and it'll vanish within an hour.
Who lives in a house with one bedroom, 50 hallways, and ghosts lurking everywhere?
What can be heard and caught but never seen?
If lightning strikes an orchestra who is the one most likely to get hit?