I end the day in painted light, then fade away to welcome night.

If you're the type of person that adopts a literal mood You might expect to find me on a column serving food I may appear quite soft but I can leave you feeling numbly My major claim to fame is being known for being hungry

I stretch across the water to connect points A and B And now you're thinking bridge, but mortal hands did not make me And though it's not the season, I will wish you Merry Christmas Because it is the only thing, I think, that rhymes with...

A memory of light and warmth Among the soot and ash Stir me up and drown me Else I'll wake up in a flash

Ptolemyo and Aristotle were wrong about it Galileo found flaws After Copernicus developed a model that changed the way we see it What is it?