Answer:
Gumby and yoga instructors have this in common.
They come to witness the night without being called, a sailor's guide and a poet's tears. They are lost to the sight each day without the hand of a thief.
You feel this sensation when you are dehydrated.
Controlled by your hands and feet. It would be nothing without a street. What is it?
What never gets any wetter no matter how hard it rains?
What is lighter than what it is made of?