Answer:
You eat something you neither plant nor plow. It is the son of water, but if water touches it, it dies.
They are many and one, they wave and they drum, Used to cover a state, they go with you everywhere.
I am a box that holds keys without locks, yet they can unlock your soul.
What is full of holes but still holds water
When Iām metal or wood, I help you get home. When Iām flesh and Iām blood, In the darkness I roam.
The more you take away, the bigger it gets.