Cream's Top Ten hit, "White Room," was birthed by a period of drug and alcohol excess. We should have realized that the minute we heard the lyrics.
Let's allow CoPilot to visually interpret the first verse:
In a white room, with black curtains, near the station...
Black roof country, no gold pavements, tired starlings...
Silver horses, ran down moonbeams, in your dark eyes...
Dawn light smiles, on you leaving, my contentment...
All of which sounds and looks reasonably normal (moonbeam-running horses notwithstanding) until we hit the chorus:
I'll wait in this place where the sun never shines
Wait in this place where the shadows run from themselves...
Eeek!
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