I speak without a mouth and hear without ears. I have no body, but I come alive with wind. What am I?



And if you would call me a sweetheart
I'd maybe then sing you a song
But the sheet that I've done with this fluff of a gun
You would cry out your eyes all night
We're dammed after all
Through fortune and flame we fall
And if you can stay then I'll show you the way
To return from the ashes you call
We all carry on
When our brothers in arms are gone
So raise your glass high for tomorrow we die
And return from the ashes you call