Story Behind The Song

How do we move beyond grief and turn it into something constructive. Beyond "may their memory be a blessing," maybe there is something else that can come out of the sorrow.

Lyrics

This Storm © 2012 Ken Kahn

I don't believe that much beyond what I can see with my own eyes
but in a dream I had at dawn, you gave me one last kiss and said your goodbyes
You said it was time to let you go and gave me the words I'd need to write
When I awoke with your sweet whisper in my ear,
The steep ascent that lay ahead was crystal clear.

I'll get through this day, this hour, this endless minute
I'll not turn away a single helping hand
Add up the time until I walk on my own
I know my turn will come to help another stand

I will open my hand and hope for my share of grace
I will swallow the tears except when I'm alone
Let just one grieving soul regain belief as they are shown
By my words, by the strength in my face
I know you will always be my home
I swear I will weather this storm, I will weather this storm

Darkening sky and holy ground. Silent in prayer and shameless tears.
This ritual in which we say goodbye, umbrellas spread, and black cars standing by.
But no one can drive beyond their lights. No one can see around the bend.
Don't ever think that nothing now remains.
That love we felt will help us rise again.

I'll get through this day, this hour, this endless minute
I'll not turn away a single helping hand
Add up the time until I walk on my own
I know my turn will come to help another stand

I will open my hand and hope for my share of grace
I will swallow the tears except when I'm alone
Let just one grieving soul regain belief as they are shown
By my words, by the strength in my face

I will bend with the wind; wipe the pain from this place
I will learn to carry on even while alone.
I know that every day, from now on, you'll be away,
But you'll live on, in my memory's embrace.

I know you will always be my home
I swear I will weather this storm, I will weather this storm.