Answer:
Two bodies have I, though both joined in one. The more still I stand, the quicker I run.
Feed me and I live, give me drink and I die.
My life can be measured in hours, I serve by being devoured. Thin, I am quick. Fat, I am slow. Wind is my foe.
There is someone, and there is always another, for without the other, there wouldn't be one
Voiceless it cries,Voiceless it cries, Wingless flutters, Toothless bites, Mouthless mutters.
I can only be played on a windy day