Chambers Street

Going uptown on a downtown train, Even though I am lost, I know I will find my way. Here I am at last at Chambers Street, And I see the light of day but I don’t want to go. It’s taken me four years to get here, A time when my soul and my heart were not sure. I’m just another lonely soul Looking for an answer, but knowing that it’s not there. He would have been forty today, It’s funny; he got to work early that day, He phoned me early just to chat About dinner, the weekend, The trip he was planning, the weather. It was such a beautiful September day, He said he could practically see all of Manhattan from his office, He loved that view. Then he had to go to a meeting, He didn’t say goodbye, Just said he would call me later. I did the dishes and made coffee, Then I just happened to turn on the TV. Ever since that day, I’ve thought of all the things I would have said, If I’d have known that I would never talk to him again. I’ve been telling myself to come down here, Ever since it happened And now I’ve finally made it. I am afraid to go up there And look at all that emptiness. Too many hearts broken And too many souls just floating in the air Looking for a final goodbye. So I stand here looking up towards the light And I stare at all the non people here. So many times I have cried for my son And reached out to hold your hand, but you are not there. I am not alone, we will never be alone But now Chambers Street will be just a memory And I will see you in my dreams. Written by Robert Meader June 2009