I am one part of a massive army, Though to some viewers, they can see only me

If I have a bee in my hand, what is in my eye?

I am digits you should never ask a woman Bronze, golden and dark and Ice I’ve went through I add more to you as the years pass by Though in love some say I don’t matter

Two lips to part, but no words to speak, yet still I sound both sharp and sleek. In sports I reign, in trains I call, a breath of air, is required, that’s all!

A loss that's unfair, A road to nowhere, A grave without care, If hope is light then I am smog in the air, My name is