Answer:
When does Christmas come before Thanksgiving?
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.
Two brothers we are, great burdens we bear. All day we are bitterly pressed. Yet this I will say, we are full all the day, and empty when go to rest.
What is never used unless it's in a tight place?
Always wax, yet always wane: I melt, succumbed to the flame. Lighting darkness, with fate unblest, I soon devolve to shapeless mess.
I can only be played on a windy day