Song parody of
Widow's Walk
by Suzanne Vega
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Consider me a widow, boys
And I will tell you why.
It's not the man, but it's the marriage
That was drowned.
So I walk the walk
And wait with watchful eye out to the sky,
Looking for a kind of vessel
I have never found.
Though I saw it splinter
I keep looking out to sea,
Like a dog with little sense,
I keep returning,
To the very area where
I did see the thing go down
As if there's something at the site
I should be learning.
That line is the horizon.
We watch the wind and set the sail,
But save ourselves when all omens
Point to fail.
If I tell the truth
Then I will have to tell you this
Though I grieve (and I believe
I feel it truly)
But I knew that ship was empty
By the time it hit the rocks,
We could not hold on
When fate became unruly.
So consider me a widow, boys,
And I have told you why.
Does the weather say
A better day is nearing?
I'll set my house in order now
And wait upon the Will
It's clear that I need
Better skill in steering
That line is the horizon.
We watch the wind and set the sail,
But save ourselves when all omens
Point to fail.
Consider me a widow, boys
And I will tell you why.
It's not the man, but it's the marriage
That was drowned.
So I walk the walk
And wait with watchful eye out to the sky,
Looking for a kind of vessel
I have never found.
Though I saw it splinter
I keep looking out to sea,
Like a dog with little sense,
I keep returning,
To the very area where
I did see the thing go down
As if there's something at the site
I should be learning.
That line is the horizon.
We watch the wind and set the sail,
But save ourselves when all omens
Point to fail.
If I tell the truth
Then I will have to tell you this
Though I grieve (and I believe
I feel it truly)
But I knew that ship was empty
By the time it hit the rocks,
We could not hold on
When fate became unruly.
So consider me a widow, boys,
And I have told you why.
Does the weather say
A better day is nearing?
I'll set my house in order now
And wait upon the Will
It's clear that I need
Better skill in steering
That line is the horizon.
We watch the wind and set the sail,
But save ourselves when all omens
Point to fail.
