| Song | Heap of Trash |
| Artist | Andrew Cedermark |
| Album | Home Life |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Sometimes I wonder | |
| if you remember August's | |
| day and the cricket hiss. | |
| We listened where | |
| balanced peace, | |
| or maybe sometimes. | |
| There was no end to | |
| the drinks and to the | |
| daylight, sad music — | |
| we were living by the | |
| river at the time. | |
| Thought I needed that | |
| cool, cool, cool water | |
| because I couldn't cool | |
| down from wanting ... | |
| to losing, Jesus, | |
| I wanted you ... | |
| And I remember, | |
| how the kudzu coiled | |
| over everything — | |
| the old buildings | |
| where we found | |
| three paintings of | |
| Jesus in a heap of | |
| trash. People kept | |
| saying, "It's alright, it's | |
| alright, it's alright, | |
| have some more, be | |
| secure, ululate — | |
| whatever, just be | |
| alright." I've got the | |
| wrong kind of energy, | |
| Jesus, things are | |
| better now we left. | |
| Thought I | |
| needed that cool, cool, | |
| cool logic, though I'm | |
| still not true now from | |
| wanting ... to losing, | |
| Jesus, I had you ... | |
| Jesus! Let us eat | |
| when we're hungry; | |
| let us drink and drink | |
| when we are dry, and | |
| let's try to keep ourselves | |
| wandering beyond the | |
| quiet of our little lives. | |
| And oh, if you find you | |
| really need someone | |
| to always lift you up, | |
| Jesus, I cannot ... |
| Sometimes I wonder | |
| if you remember August' s | |
| day and the cricket hiss. | |
| We listened where | |
| balanced peace, | |
| or maybe sometimes. | |
| There was no end to | |
| the drinks and to the | |
| daylight, sad music | |
| we were living by the | |
| river at the time. | |
| Thought I needed that | |
| cool, cool, cool water | |
| because I couldn' t cool | |
| down from wanting ... | |
| to losing, Jesus, | |
| I wanted you ... | |
| And I remember, | |
| how the kudzu coiled | |
| over everything | |
| the old buildings | |
| where we found | |
| three paintings of | |
| Jesus in a heap of | |
| trash. People kept | |
| saying, " It' s alright, it' s | |
| alright, it' s alright, | |
| have some more, be | |
| secure, ululate | |
| whatever, just be | |
| alright." I' ve got the | |
| wrong kind of energy, | |
| Jesus, things are | |
| better now we left. | |
| Thought I | |
| needed that cool, cool, | |
| cool logic, though I' m | |
| still not true now from | |
| wanting ... to losing, | |
| Jesus, I had you ... | |
| Jesus! Let us eat | |
| when we' re hungry | |
| let us drink and drink | |
| when we are dry, and | |
| let' s try to keep ourselves | |
| wandering beyond the | |
| quiet of our little lives. | |
| And oh, if you find you | |
| really need someone | |
| to always lift you up, | |
| Jesus, I cannot ... |
| Sometimes I wonder | |
| if you remember August' s | |
| day and the cricket hiss. | |
| We listened where | |
| balanced peace, | |
| or maybe sometimes. | |
| There was no end to | |
| the drinks and to the | |
| daylight, sad music | |
| we were living by the | |
| river at the time. | |
| Thought I needed that | |
| cool, cool, cool water | |
| because I couldn' t cool | |
| down from wanting ... | |
| to losing, Jesus, | |
| I wanted you ... | |
| And I remember, | |
| how the kudzu coiled | |
| over everything | |
| the old buildings | |
| where we found | |
| three paintings of | |
| Jesus in a heap of | |
| trash. People kept | |
| saying, " It' s alright, it' s | |
| alright, it' s alright, | |
| have some more, be | |
| secure, ululate | |
| whatever, just be | |
| alright." I' ve got the | |
| wrong kind of energy, | |
| Jesus, things are | |
| better now we left. | |
| Thought I | |
| needed that cool, cool, | |
| cool logic, though I' m | |
| still not true now from | |
| wanting ... to losing, | |
| Jesus, I had you ... | |
| Jesus! Let us eat | |
| when we' re hungry | |
| let us drink and drink | |
| when we are dry, and | |
| let' s try to keep ourselves | |
| wandering beyond the | |
| quiet of our little lives. | |
| And oh, if you find you | |
| really need someone | |
| to always lift you up, | |
| Jesus, I cannot ... |