Answer:
You can catch me but cannot throw me.
I go up and I go down, towards the sky and the ground. Iβm present and past tense too, letβs go for a ride, me and you. What am I?
Good memory, skin like the sea. A great beast I am, yet vermin frightens me. What am I?
Though I am dark Adam married me.
In many hall ways you would stand if not with me in hand.
What begins and has no end? What is the ending of all that begins?