Answer:
What goes in the water red, and comes out black?
If a man carried my burden, he would break his back. I am not rich, but leave silver in my track.
Break it and it is better, immediately set and harder to break again.
I crawl on the earth. And rise on a pillar.
I always run but never walk, I sometimes sing but cannot talk, No head on which a hat to place, You always look me in the face.
Almost everyone needs it, asks for it, gives it. But almost nobody takes it.