I’m thin as a whisper and sharp as a thought. I carry a tail but am never caught. I dive through cloth yet leave no wound, Binding what was once un-tuned. What am I?

A soft place to rest Take soft, remove the last Add a new letter now And you'll solve it somehow

Tied the knot with a special other with the ceremony being the center of it all

Black on white or white on black, this animal is no chicken when it comes to life on the savanna.

Deep and blue, I swell and break, Millions drown within my wake. My bed has never needed sleep, I salt the lips of those who weep. Rearranged, you can unpack The very thing that rides my back.