Answer:
A father's child, a mother's child, yet no one's son
Defends your noggin from the hard pavement
I am million people's wakeup call. What am I?
It can be clear like water, but it burns like fire.
In your fire you hear me scream! Creaking and whining yet I am dead before you lay me in your hearth.
I start with T end with T and within me is T.