Answer:
Voiceless it cries, wingless flutters, toothless bites, mouthless mutters.
What grows in winter, dies in summer, and grows roots upward?
What building has the most stories?
I bind it and it walks. I loose it and it stops.
You throw away the outside, eat the inside, then throw away the inside. What is it?
They are many and one, they wave and they drum, Used to cover a state, they go with you everywhere.