Sideline - Peter Broderick

Everybody seems so sad

And it’s making me heavy

So if there’s no tune here on a piano

That’s the sound of me

Trying to push it off of my head

Yes, everything is above me

I ain’t standing on the ground

If there’s dirt beneath my feet

It’s the dirt of the ages

Passed down infinitely

There is something we’re all stuck with

And I have tried to point it out

But no one likes the guy

Who points from the sidelines

I’ve been on the sideline awhile

Watch myself play the field

Ever since the rain came down

The field’s been all muddy

And everybody’s playing like shit

All we need is a little sunshine

Come on, I though the world was getting warmer

Out here it’s cold and wet

Like the bottom of the ocean

With its pressure squeezing our heads

There is something we’re all stuck with

And I have tried to point it out

But no one likes the guy

Who points from the sidelines

I know there is something we’re all stuck with

And I have tried to point it out

But no one likes the guy

Who points from the sidelines

From the sidelines