From Dylan, I've always been partial to this, from Mr Tambourine Man:

And take me disappearing through the smoke rings of my mind
Down the foggy ruins of time
Far past the frozen leaves
The haunted frightened trees
Out to the windy beach
Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow
Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky
With one hand waving free
Silhouetted by the sea
Circled by the circus sands
With all memory and fate
Driven deep beneath the waves
Let me forget about today until tomorrow

I love the way it deviates from previous verses by including a couple more lines than them, which he just sort of works in there.

Beyond Dylan, I really like Leonard Cohen's lines in So Long, Marianne:

Now I need your hidden love
I'm cold as a new razor blade.
You left when I told you I was curious…
I never said that I was brave

And from R.E.M. loads of examples, but the first that springs to mind is some of the imagery in Driver 8:

I saw a treehouse on the outskirts of the farm
The power lines have floaters so the airplanes won't get snagged
The bells are ringing through the town again
The children look up, all they hear is sky-blue bells ringing

And later:

He piloted this song in a plane like that one
She is selling faith on the Go Tell Crusade
Locomotive 8, Southern Crescent, hear the bells ring again
The fields of wheat is looking thin

Just so evocative of travelling through a vast, open countryside.