Answer:
What goes up but never comes down?
I am useless when together but useful when I am broken apart. What am I?
What tastes better than it smells?
I am the noblest musical instrument
I love to twist and dance. Though wingless, I fly high up into the sky. What am I?
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.