Answer:
What gets wetter as it dries?
What has roots that nobody sees, and is taller than trees. Up, up it goes, and yet it never grows.
I bind it and it walks. I loose it and it stops.
Green arrows grow out of my sides. I go from yellow to white. My babies fly in the wind. What am I?
Some try to hide, some try to cheat. But time will show, we always will meet. Try as you might, to guess my name. I promise you'll know, when you I do claim.
If lightning strikes an orchestra who is the one most likely to get hit?