Answer:
What never gets any wetter no matter how hard it rains?
What has a head yet it never weeps, has a bed but never sleeps, can run but can not walks, and has a bank but not a cent to its name?
What can get you there in eco style, pushed by your legs mile after mile?
What is found over your head but under your hat?
I go around in circles, But always straight ahead Never complain, No matter where I am led.
Two little holes in the side of a hill. Just as you come to the cherry-red mill.