Words and Music by David Stephenson Copyright 2019.

The Days Before Quantize

I romantisize about the days before quantize Drunken beats, disorderly rhymes The good old days before quantize

In a recess dark sealed with skin and bone Deep inside this mans mind Random thoughts unquantified Sits a brain beyond quantize

I'm wide awake tonight Counting sheep with open eyes They clear a steeplechase Form a random, scattered array In a field beyond quantize A grassy field beyond quantize.