Answer:
There is someone, and there is always another, for without the other, there wouldn't be one
I grow for a surface, even if you cut me. I continue to grow even after death.
I have two hands but cannot clap
I work when I play and play when I work.
It's been around for millions of years, but is never more than a month old. What is it?
What covers its face with its hands, speaks no language, yet most known what it's saying?