Michael Nesmith, who died this week, wrote a beautiful song titled "Standing in the Lonely Light of the Silvery Moon." It appears on one of his early post-Monkees albums. It is unrelated to the song under discussion here, but it is so memorable that I'm surprised it never became a modern country/folk standard. The song has it all: a terrific melody, moving lyrics, vivid landscape, a direct shot to the listener's heart. There are many songs about heartbroken ramblers, and I've heard most of them over the course of a long listening life, but this one still feels extraordinary.