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.
