Answer:
What relies on columns but isn't a house, and asks for help but can't speak itself?
My coat keeps me safe From damage thatβs near. I cause you happiness, sadness, Anticipation and fear. On the outside, I am put under judgment of price. But my insides have far more value That not even MONEY can suffice.
I am a good state, there can be no doubt of itΝΎ But those who are in, entirely are out of it.
Has feathers but can't fly. Rests on legs but can't walk.
Though I wander the earth, I am no longer here. I am pale and I chill everyone near. Who am I?
What do angels sing in the shower?