Answer:
When I am caught, I am thrown away. When I escape, you itch all day. What am I?
I am a rock group with four members all of whom died in plane crashes. Who am I?
Turns me on my backs and open up my stomach. You will be the wisest of men though at start a lummox.
I sleep when you are awake, I am awake when you fall asleep. I can fly but no feathers to aid my flight. What am I?
Oh lord! I am not worthy! I bend my limbs to the ground. I cry yet without a sound. Let me drink of waters deep. And in silence I will weep.
It flows out of the soil, It burns you if it boils, And holds us in its coils, More valuable than gold, As black as it is old.