One of his works "The Hunter," the lyrics of which is written by Tara Aghdashloo, is charting up in Iranian youth Rock taste. The track is from their debut album, Songs of the Wolves, songs written by Raam and lyrics by Tara.
Voyager
King Raam Lyrics
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About a world he′d never seen
Where the buffalo they roam free
With the nuclear submarines
There was a boy who had a dream
About a man who'd lead the world
Into the darkest of the nights
Where the shadows meet the void
About a ship that′s sinking near
And there ain't nothing he can do
And there ain't nothing ge wants to do
There was a boy who had a dream
About a diamond chandelier
Falling from the sky
Falling into his arms
Tell me a story before you put me to sleep
I want to believe in heroes
Tell me the sun will shine again
The garden is dying with us
And the number they′re all wrong
And tge light is turning off
And voice is getting far
And his hands are feeling numb
And the patterns don′t make sense
And the walls are closing in
And the drugs are wearing out
A million mile from home
And his time is running out
And the doctor is amused
This place looks like a zoo
There's nothing left to lose
Tell me a story before you put me into sleep
I want to belive in heroes
Will we become what we have always feared?
A plastic and a broken record
Playing forever for no one to hear
The jukebox keeps floating
The lyrics of “Voyager” by King Raam revolve around a boy who has several dreams, and the questions and uncertainties that arise in his mind. The first verse talks about a dream of the world he yearns to visit, where the extinct buffalo roam free with nuclear submarines. In the second verse, he dreams about a man who could lead the world into darkness, where shadows and voids meet. In the third verse, he has a sinking feeling of being unable to do anything, as he watches helplessly a ship sink. In the fourth verse, he dreams of a diamond chandelier falling into his arms from the sky. As the song proceeds, it communicates that the boy is questioning many things - the authenticity of the mainstream narrative, the inevitability of doom, the diminishing value of life, and the chaos he sees around him. He seeks answers and hope, perhaps even a story to hold on to before he sleeps.
Line by Line Meaning
There was a boy who had a dream
About a world he′d never seen
Where the buffalo they roam free
With the nuclear submarines
A boy fantasizes about a world unknown to him, where the unexpected merges naturally, even paradoxically
There was a boy who had a dream
About a man who'd lead the world
Into the darkest of the nights
Where the shadows meet the void
A boy envisions a great leader who would steer the world towards the unknown and scary, where doubts and fears multiply
There was a boy who had a dream
About a ship that′s sinking near
And there ain't nothing he can do
And there ain't nothing ge wants to do
A boy imagines a scenario where whatever he does or doesn't do, the ship of his life inevitably sinks, with its burdensome cargo
There was a boy who had a dream
About a diamond chandelier
Falling from the sky
Falling into his arms
A boy dreams of a diamond chandelier that falls from above, an impossible object of beauty that defies gravity and logic
Tell me a story before you put me to sleep
I want to believe in heroes
Tell me the sun will shine again
The garden is dying with us
And the number they′re all wrong
And tge light is turning off
And voice is getting far
And his hands are feeling numb
And the patterns don′t make sense
And the walls are closing in
And the drugs are wearing out
A plea for a story that soothes and comforts, a yearning for hope and optimism, despite the collapse of everything that matters, including meaning and perception
A million mile from home
And his time is running out
And the doctor is amused
This place looks like a zoo
There's nothing left to lose
A wry comment on the absurdity of life, even in its dire moments: stranded far from home, dying, mocked by the doctor, lost in a chaotic world
Will we become what we have always feared?
A plastic and a broken record
Playing forever for no one to hear
The jukebox keeps floating
A warning against becoming the thing we loathe the most, a metaphor of aimless repetition without an audience or a purpose, the nostalgia of a jukebox that keeps playing even when it doesn't matter
Writer(s): Ramin Seyed Emami
Contributed by Landon T. Suggest a correction in the comments below.