Bob Dylan - Mr. Tambourine Man:

My weariness amazes me, I’m branded on my feet,
I have no one to meet
And the ancient empty street’s too dead for dreaming.

This is — and remains — one of my all-time favorite numbers. I’m writing about it because today I heard The Byrds’ version of this number. Radio friendly pop or not, it sucks. Especially when compared to the dreamy addictive power of the original.