Answer:
I have many feathers to help me fly. I have a body and head, but I'm not alive. It is your strength which determines how far I go. You can hold me in your hand, but I'm never thrown.
I usually wear a yellow coat. I usually have a dark head. I make marks wherever I go.
In buckles or lace, they help set the pace. The farther you go, the thinner they grow.
You saw me where I never was and where I could not be. And yet within that very place, my face you often see.
A house with two occupants, sometimes one, rarely three. Break the walls, eat the boarders, then throw away me.
I can only be played on a windy day