Answer:
Who spends the day at the window, goes to the table for meals. And hides at night?
What always goes to bed with his shoes on?
What goes with a car, comes with a car, is no use to a car but a car cannot move without it?
My life can be measured in hours. I serve by being devoured. Thin, I am quick. Fat, I am slow. Wind is my foe.
I am the outstretched fingers that seize and hold the wind. Wisdom flows from me in other hands. Upon me are sweet dreams, my merest touch brings laughter
Brings the sky a lot closer.