[Bobby Birdman]
I walked up the hill
Into the dark
Out of my body
I moved undetected
The shadows were tall
The trees hit the stars
And soon the encompassing black
Had become me
I saw a [?]
But certainly warm
A luminous shape
A radiant form
None can resist
And so like the swarm
Into the Golden Arms i'm drawn
Into the Golden Arms i'm drawn
Into the Golden Arms i'm drawn
Golden Arms was written by Bobby Birdman.
Golden Arms was produced by Bobby Birdman.