Answer:
I can be cracked, I can be made. I can be told, I can be played.
All about, but cannot be seen, Can be captured, cannot be held, No throat, but can be heard.
What can stand in place of a country but still fold away in a drawer?
As beautiful as the setting sun, as delicate as the morning dew. An angel's dusting from the stars. That can turn the Earth into a frosted moon.
Two little holes in the side of a hill. Just as you come to the cherry-red mill.
I touch the Earth, I touch the sky, but if I touch you, you’ll likely die. What am I?