I can change your view, but I cannot change your mind. People use me to improve their outlook.

I could be in outer space, or your living room carpet could be my place. I'm known for being filled with dust, in my fatality you can trust.

I can make commandments, but I cannot speak. People use me to cure themselves also.

I sing but have no mouth, I listen to the wind but have no ears long and metal made of me, you may see me hang from a tree

I speak without a mouth and hear without ears. I have no body, but I come alive with peers. I can be captured, copied, and stored with ease, Yet vanish in silence, like a passing breeze