Answer:
What goes in the water red, and comes out black?
What do you use to hoe a row, slay a foe, and wring with woe?
A home of wood in a wooded place, but built not by hand. High above the earthen ground, it holds its pale blue gems. What is it?
Look into my face and I'm everybody. Scratch my back and I'm nobody.
What binds two people yet touches only one?
I'm the source of all emotion but I'm caged in a white prison.