This song marked the beginning of a new phase in our adventure. We felt like kids at play and that we could strike any pose we liked, take any position, make anything happen. What fun that new freedom of expression presented! The memories of being kids in the backyard on a summer’s evening, playing the creative game of swinging statues was the perfect metaphor and expression for this time of unfettered optimism.

Lyrics

Dusk chases the day’s heat, shadows dim, dark and deep
Grass smells sweet, moist under bare feet
Side yard, beneath the oak, we always meet

Take my hand, swing me
Make me different than I used to be
The summer silhouette, swinging statue
Twist and turn, be bold
Spin me into gold
Spin me around into gold

My whole wide world is right there with me
Playing under that tree
Strong hands lock onto my hands
Anticipating, I close my eyes
Spinning force takes me high
Gravity somehow defied
I defy gravity

I wonder when this swinging will cease
Then a sudden release
Dizzy, landing on my feet
Laughing, stumbling on uncertain knees
Strike a pose and then freeze
I am different I believe
I believe differently

Coffee coaxes a lost thought
Younger days, lessons taught
Memories remain, drawn to the game
Eyes close, imagining amazing change
Amazing change

Take my hand, swing me
Make me different than I used to be
The summer silhouette, swinging statue
Twist and turn, be bold
Spin me into gold
Spin me around Into gold

Credits

From Swinging Statues, track released 01 January 2004
Cheryl Martlage – Lyrics and vocals
Emerson Martlage – Music, guitar and vocals
Tom Tomasello – Producer/Arranger
Jim Bruno – Vocal producer
Mr Toad’s San Francisco – Mastering