Pink Floyd's "Marooned" always takes me off to another dimention. I kinda forget about where I am everytime I listen to it. And when I do listen to it, it takes me back to two separate times.
First:
Me sitting on my chair, feet up on the table by the window, watching the sunset thru the pine needles and slooowwwllyyy sipping a cocktail (nonalc 
) and enjoying my solitude while the song gives me company (this summer)
Second:
On our way back from Ottawa, listening to this song together on the Greyhound. It's getting darker outside. The trees that line the countryside are gradually fading into the night. The bus is going at fullspeed, we're coming back home 
(a few weeks back)