Al Brant - Vocals and Acoustic Guitar
Ariel Posen - Electric Guitars
Mike Lent - Bass Guitar
Sandro Dominelli - Drums
Produced and engineered by Sandro Dominelli
Composer - Allan S Brant

Lyrics

Blackbird flies across that sky
And that blue water ripples in her eyes
And she stares out over at the setting sun
I know she's thinking about the days to come

My mother now she's ninety one
Always been a fighter now her fight is gone
A sailor who fought against those stormy seas
Through to clam waters and an easy breeze

There's a time line we all face
Its a matter of war its a matter of grace
Turning leaves up against a blue sky
Peering through a thinning veil to the other side
To the other side

I can't pretend to know how it feels
To let go of that steering wheel
And I wonder if she feels like she's fading away
Like that sunset that she sees today

There's a time line we all face
Its a matter of war its a matter of grace
Turning leaves up against a blue sky
Peering through a thinning veil to

I wish I had the power to hold back time
Don't want to see her fly
To the other side
To the other side