He started on a great foot with the Byrds "Chestnut Mare" which I just downloaded.
not one of my votes for the 2 worst Byrds songs, but it's certainly up there.
You will think about it differently if you see it as a metaphor for the complicated feelings of longing AP Mike has for Therese.
Have you heard Renaissance Fair lately?
Here are the lyrics - my eyes keep vomiting just reading them:
I think that maybe I'm dreaming...
I smell cinnamon and spices
I hear music everywhere
All around kaleidoscope of color
I think that maybe I'm dreaming...
Maids pass gracefully in laughter
Wine coloured flowers in their hair
Last call from lands I've never been to
I think that maybe I'm dreaming...
Some flash on a soda of prism
Bright jewels on the ladies flashing
Eyes catch on a shiny prism
Hear ye the crying of the vendors
Fruit for sale wax candles for to burn
Fires flare soon it will be night fall
I think that maybe I'm dreaming...