Answer:
I suck.
I hold two meanings. With one I may be broken, with the other I hold on. What am I?
What is full of holes but still holds water?
I can only be played on a windy day
I can speak with my hard metal tongue. But I cannot breathe for I have no lung
It flows out of the soil, It burns you if it boils, And holds us in its coils, More valuable than gold, As black as it is old.