Answer:
My second is performed by my first, and it is thought a thief by the marks of my whole might be caught.
I fly, yet I have no wings. I cry, yet I have no eyes. Darkness follows me. Lower light I never see.
What turns from red to black as soon as it touches water?
What goes around and around the wood, but never goes into the wood?
I'm tall in the morning and short in the noon. I disappear at night but I will be back soon.
you hold my tail while I fish for you