Song Description

Self reflection on the loneliness, division and malaise of modern society. Dropping soon on the new album from J. Ramada in September 2025

Lyrics

THROW AWAY SOCIETY

Pick up, pick up, pick up, picking up the pieces
Pick up, pick up, pick up, picking up the pieces

Trying to find my way back home
I walk the back streets
I searched and I had roamed
The sun had already started falling

I stop to ask directions where
The old yard crossed down at Pershing Square
And I can't read the writing on the walls

Thrown away
Is there a place I can run too
In a Throw Away Society

Another face in the crowd has turned to stone
I look out the window I hope it's not my own
You know I've been trying to understand

See the lines are forming blue and grey
Brothers and sisters
So much love will show the way
Until the supply has exceeded demand

Thrown away
Look in my eyes is there something I've thrown away
It's occured to me
Thrown away
Is there a place I can run too
Throw away...

This town of steel it turns to rust
I look for you wondering who else can I trust
To keep it together we bury the pain
Watching sister moon play solitaire
A choir of angels their wings in disrepair
Cry down on this city and bring on the rain
Wash it all away

Thrown Away
Look in my eyes is there something I've thrown away
Deep inside of me
Thrown away
Is there a place I can run to in a
Throw Away Society

Pick up, pick up, pick up, I'm picking up the pieces
Pick up, pick up, pick up, I'm picking up the pieces
Along the road

Pick up, pick up, pick up, picking up the pieces
Trying to find our way

© 2025 J. Ramada