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Snow Fall Gentle
This week, Bryan shares the song he wrote Snow Fall Gentle after losing his daughter Kit to a congenital heart defect.
Kathleen “Kit” Felicity Emerson
May 22, 2019 – November 9, 2019
The day we learned she had a congenital heart defect, it snowed.
The day we buried her, it snowed.
The day I wrote this song, it snowed.
Verse 1
I watch the snow fall gentle on
The empty street below
My arms are cold and empty now
That she is gone, and while I know
I watch the snow fall gentle on
The empty street below
My arms are cold and empty now
That she is gone, and while I know
There is a time to laugh a time to hurt
A time for death a time for birth
A time for death a time for birth
I don’t know why
I couldn’t have more time with her.
I couldn’t have more time with her.
Chorus
The snow keeps falling gentle
The cold keeps mocking me
And I’m reminded things are not
Just how they’re meant to be
The snow keeps falling gentle
The cold keeps mocking me
And I’m reminded things are not
Just how they’re meant to be
I know the sun will come
And set this cold world free
Then maybe I could think of something simple
And watch the snow fall gentle
And set this cold world free
Then maybe I could think of something simple
And watch the snow fall gentle
Verse 2
I think of all Your promises
Your gifts of love and grace
I think of how You lavish those
On such an undeserving race
I think of all Your promises
Your gifts of love and grace
I think of how You lavish those
On such an undeserving race
But could I take the sun without the frost
Or see your throne without the cross?
Or see your throne without the cross?
I know her gain
Is so much greater than my loss.
Is so much greater than my loss.
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This week, Bryan shares the song he wrote Snow Fall Gentle after losing his daughter Kit to a congenital heart defect.
Kathleen “Kit” Felicity Emerson
May 22, 2019 – November 9, 2019
The day we learned she had a congenital heart defect, it snowed.
The day we buried her, it snowed.
The day I wrote this song, it snowed.
Verse 1
I watch the snow fall gentle on
The empty street below
My arms are cold and empty now
That she is gone, and while I know
I watch the snow fall gentle on
The empty street below
My arms are cold and empty now
That she is gone, and while I know
There is a time to laugh a time to hurt
A time for death a time for birth
A time for death a time for birth
I don’t know why
I couldn’t have more time with her.
I couldn’t have more time with her.
Chorus
The snow keeps falling gentle
The cold keeps mocking me
And I’m reminded things are not
Just how they’re meant to be
The snow keeps falling gentle
The cold keeps mocking me
And I’m reminded things are not
Just how they’re meant to be
I know the sun will come
And set this cold world free
Then maybe I could think of something simple
And watch the snow fall gentle
And set this cold world free
Then maybe I could think of something simple
And watch the snow fall gentle
Verse 2
I think of all Your promises
Your gifts of love and grace
I think of how You lavish those
On such an undeserving race
I think of all Your promises
Your gifts of love and grace
I think of how You lavish those
On such an undeserving race
But could I take the sun without the frost
Or see your throne without the cross?
Or see your throne without the cross?
I know her gain
Is so much greater than my loss.
Is so much greater than my loss.