Answer:
You heard me before and then again. Afterward I die until you call me again.
Who is the most foreign visitor you could imagine?
What has feet and legs, and nothing else?
I touch the Earth, I touch the sky, but if I touch you, you’ll likely die. What am I?
Sing me to a baby about to go to sleep.
Whoever made me don't want me. Whoever bought me don't need me. Whoever use me don't know me.