I hold no voice, yet directions I speak, Standing tall for the lost and the weak. With wooden arms pointing left, right, and ahead, I guide every step where your journey is led.

Will Ferrell had a famous skit About an instrument he hit 'Don't Fear The Reaper' was the score The song is good, but I need more...

In my youth, I was a tree, yet now, I'm thin and free, I carry thoughts from you to me, my uses plain to see. I've been known to fold and fly with glee.

Four little holes are all I need, to keep two sides as one.

I’m made of stones, but I’m not a wall, I cover the ground where footsteps fall. Old roads love me, piece by piece. What am I?