From the recording The Light Beneath the Storm
🌧️✨ Introducing: “The Light Beneath the Storm” ✨🌧️
A song of heartbreak, hope, and the love that never lets go
There are moments in life when it feels like everything is breaking—when someone you love is caught in the grip of addiction, and all you can do is hold space with your love, your prayers, and your quiet strength. “The Light Beneath the Storm” was born from such a moment. It is the voice of a heart that refuses to give up, even when everything hurts. It’s a song for every parent, partner, and friend walking the hard road beside someone they love.
Blending the soul-stirring honesty of Brandi Carlile, the transcendent power of Florence Welch, and the healing wisdom of Patty Griffin, this neo-folk, symphonic rock country ballad reaches into the deepest storm and lifts up a light that still shines.
💔 Whether you’re standing in the fire of grief, holding on to hope for someone’s healing, or rising from your own ashes, this song is for you. It is a reminder that love does not quit. That grace is still present. That we are never walking alone.
💫 Let this song hold you. Let it speak for the pain you couldn’t find words for. Let it be a prayer, a cry, a promise.
All proceeds from this release will be donated to a local substance abuse treatment center in San Diego, CA—supporting real healing for real people.
Because sometimes, the most powerful thing we can do... is keep loving through the storm. 🤍
Lyrics
🎵 “The Light Beneath the Storm”
I lit a candle in the dark,
Believed the signs, believed the spark.
Saw the smile, the steady hand,
Thought maybe this time he could stand.
I thanked the stars, I sang my praise,
Thought Spirit led him through the maze—
But lies came dressed in light so warm,
Now I’m lost beneath the storm.
And I cry to skies that once held grace,
Scream to angels I can’t face,
Whisper to a silent night,
"Why'd you let me hold this lie so tight?"
But there's a light beneath this storm,
A fire still burning, tired but warm.
My rage is sacred, my tears are true,
Don’t need to hide what I’m going through.
I’m not a fool for holding on—
Love still lives though hope feels gone.
Spirit, I’m broken, but I’m not alone—
There’s light beneath, there’s light beneath the storm.
I’m not his healer, not his chain,
But oh this heart has felt his pain.
I prayed for peace, I begged for signs,
Built altars out of holy lines.
Now shattered glass and silence speak,
Of how the strong can still feel weak.
But maybe fire forges more—
And maybe pain’s a secret door.
I scream into the dark,
And somewhere deep inside,
A voice says, “You’re still held—
This isn’t where love dies.”
The cracking's not collapse,
It’s the breaking of a wall,
And in the rubble, grace still calls...
There’s a light beneath this storm,
A fire still burning, tired but warm.
My rage is sacred, my soul still true,
Spirit, I’m shattered—but I’m coming through.
Not just a prayer, not just a song—
But a woman rising, fierce and strong.
You didn’t lose me in this war—
I’m the light...
beneath the storm.
You are not alone...
You were never alone...