Answer:
I can be cracked made told and played.
I turn everything around but I cannot move. When you see me you see you!
Brown I am and much admired; many horses have I tried; tire a horse and worry a man; tell me this riddle if you can.
I no longer have eyes, but once I did see. Once I had thoughts, but now Iām white and empty. What am I?
What gets whiter the dirtier it gets?
Brings the sky a lot closer.