“Out on my window ledge, I don’t feel safe, But I stay, Looking down on you, It’s out of my hands for now, It’s out of my hands for now.

“I can’t just walk away, I don’t feel safe…

“I start to feel like I’m crazy, I’ve been betrayed, Out on my window ledge.”

— Dave Matthews,

“Out of My Hands”

Good soldier and nice guy that he is, Don Orsillo will certainly smile and wave back if you happen to catch his attention from the open-air window of the NESN broadcast booth at Fenway Park this afternoon.

And if you decide to click over to NESN during Patriots commercials, you’ll no doubt catch him and Jerry Remy, his booth partner for the past 15 years, breaking down a play or breaking each other up about some goofy matter that caught their attention.

However, if you hoped that Orsillo would use the opportunity of his last broadcast at Fenway Park to acknowledge what it’s been like to know his bosses don’t want him back next season but still want him to show up for work, well, don’t hold your breath.

Orsillo hasn’t, and won’t — yet — share his feelings publicly.

The only glimpse that Orsillo, who again declined comment yesterday, allowed about what’s behind his smile can be found in the one and only utterance he has made since news broke Aug. 25 that NESN was firing him.

In a Sept. 2 tweet, Orsillo typed, “In a Dave Matthews mood tonight!” with a link to the popular rocker’s a cappella rendition of his song “Out of My Hands.”

If those words point you toward the conclusion that Orsillo was blindsided by the move and remains heartbroken about it, congratulations, you’ve cracked the code of Orsillo’s silence.

If you’re one of Orsillo’s friends, you’ve heard him describe what it’s been like showing up at a workplace which he understands is simply a halfway house until next Monday.

It’s like attending his own funeral — the same funeral, every day.

Orsillo’s been a dead man walking through Fenway these past couple homestands. Workers and fans ask for a hug and a picture and then offer their condolences. It’s a maudlin scene on an endless loop, it’s wreaking havoc on his emotional and physical health, and unlike “Groundhog Day,” the ending never changes.

A New England native, Orsillo began as an intern for Ken Coleman and Joe Castiglione in 1989, got the Red Sox job in 2001 and figured he had another 15 good seasons left in the NESN booth.

He was off by 15 years.

With as much class as Orsillo handled his firing, NESN reacted with tone-deafness and without much of a discernible clue.

Orsillo did hear about a pregame interview Friday by Sox chairman and NESN overseer Tom Werner, who thanked Orsillo for what “he’s done for the Red Sox,” for his “terrific contributions as a broadcaster” and for being loyal.

Orsillo, according to one source close to him, has not heard from Werner directly.

Since Orsillo was fired, he realized that the odds of him being able to stay and work in TV in Boston, or even New England, were slim. He has two daughters, ages 12 and 15, whom he feared he would have to leave in order to continue to work in a field he loves so much.

His fears are turning out to be true.

Orsillo did, according to sources, get an offer at the end of the last homestand to stay in the Red Sox family by joining WEEI’s radio booth to work with Castiglione. Included in the offer was a request to emcee some 40 offseason gigs at Fenway, work the phones to drum up advertising clients and accept a salary of approximately a third of what he was earning at NESN.

Orsillo did not jump at the offer.

The good news is that he is weighing a multi-year offer from the San Diego Padres that would keep him doing what he loves, albeit some 2,500 miles from his family and home.

Orsillo knows all about the signs, the back-page ad in the Herald from Sullivan Tire on Saturday, the Orsillo heads that were sprinkled about Fenway Park yesterday and the 61,000 or so names on a petition registering fan outrage.

It’s a safe bet Red Sox principal owner John Henry and Werner experienced far more push-back on firing Orsillo then they did when they let go Grady Little, Terry Francona, Bobby Valentine, Dan Duquette, Mike Port, Ben Cherington and Larry Lucchino.

Oh well.

As Orsillo would tell us, it’s out of his hands now.

And soon, Orsillo will be out of the Red Sox’ hands.

It’s their loss. And ours.

And especially Orsillo’s.