Name: Meant to Gather by Athen Tobias
Duration: 3 min 55 s
Description: Meant To Gather is about the kind of gatherings that never should have happened. Moments that looked like joy if you squinted, but underneath were scattered, awkward, and wrong. The song moves on bongo rhythm and chant, carrying the unease of people together but never really together.

this one hurts

Trust Me

Meant To Gather is about the kind of gatherings that never should have happened. Moments that looked like joy if you squinted, but underneath were scattered, awkward, and wrong. The song moves on bongo rhythm and chant, carrying the unease of people together but never really together.

Meant to Gather

A song for those that miss that special someone and inspired by Chingy's "Pulling Me Back".

SYMBOLIC - Meant To Be Ft. Ebby

Lingerie Love

AFTER HOURS

Glitch & Honey

(Verse 1)
There is always time,
To live how you wanna live (livin’ in my mind),
To think how you wanna think (tattoo on my body, livin’ in my mind).
And it’s still the time,
To leave if you wanna leave (do it),
Or pray if you wanna pray.
But, baby (yeah),
I got a feelin’ in my soul (tattoo on my body, livin’ in my mind),
Can’t get you out of my brain (yeah, yeah),
You can’t outrun my affection (yeah, yeah),
Wrap you up in my lilac fumes. (What? What? What? What?)

(Chorus)
Hip-hop in the sunlight, (What? What? What? What?)
Don’t be a pain, babe (What? What? What? What?)
Be my everyday lover, babe, mmm.
(What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What?)
Shirtless on the beach (Beach, What? What? What?)
Don’t be a pain, babe (Beach, What? What? What?)
Be my everyday lover, babe, hmmm. (What? What? What? What?)

(Verse 2)
Yeah, her sophistication, make me ghost my situation,
Skip the scene, no hesitation—
Babe, let’s sync our soul. (What?)
Pushin’ notifications, even when we on vacation (Yeah),
She know I’m late on payments,
But fuck it, life’s amazing. (Ooh, what?)

Short skirt, lipstick bleedin’,
On her knees, I’m barely breathin’, (What?)
But it’s her mind I’m keepin’. (Yeah)
Neighbors hate the noise,
Hot nights, ridin’ top down, hood rich, joy—
Hop out.

(Chorus)
Hip-hop in the sunlight, (What? What? What? What?)
Don’t be a pain, babe (What? What? What? What?)
Be my everyday lover, babe, mmm.
(What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What?)
Shirtless on the beach (Beach, What? What? What?)
Don’t be a pain, babe (Beach, What? What? What?)
Be my everyday lover, babe, hmmm. (What? What? What? What?)

(Verse 3)
Blue feels and pink peaches,
Miles in between us,
Is this love or lust, or just questions we have?
It’s driving me insane—
Tell me calm down,
Baby, I need you.

Blue feels and pink peaches,
Blood red sangrias,
We hiked for years just to escape your demons,
But I got my reasons…
Blue feels and pink peaches.

(Bridge)
Shirtless on the beach (Top out, hop out, hop out),
Don’t be a pain, babe (Top out, hop out, hop out),
Don’t be a pain (Top out, hop out, hop out),
Don’t be a pain (Top out, hop out, hop out),
Don’t be a pain, babe.

(Chorus)
Hip-hop in the sunlight, (What? What? What? What?)
Don’t be a pain, babe (What? What? What? What?)
Be my everyday lover, babe, mmm.
(What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What?)
Shirtless on the beach (Beach, What? What? What?)
Don’t be a pain, babe (Beach, What? What? What?)
Be my everyday lover, babe, hmmm. (What? What? What? What?)

Everyday lover

Private Service

Fusion Autumn Collective Tryst aka FACT

Prince of dust

TEMPEST Hymn (Rust and Wire)

After years as a visual artist, I found myself starting Athen Tobias. I had spent that time painting bold abstractions, but grief shifted my path. In the quiet that followed, music became the only vessel that could carry what painting no longer could.

My first album, Aftermath, was born in that space. It is both elegy and rebirth, made from poetry I have written over many years. Some came from childhood, some from more recent memory. Some sat in old notebooks. Some were written fresh in a moment of catharsis. For the first time, I gave these words sound, with the help of AI as a technical assistant.

I named the project in honour of my late pet Athen, whose presence still anchors everything I make. Like my paintings, these songs are for people who take time to look closer. Listeners who are willing to sit with something and find meaning in the layers.

With my second album, Submerge, I step forward. If Aftermath was the album I needed to make, Submerge is the album I wanted to make. The sound moves between textured ballads, songs driven by guitar and rhythm, electronic chanting, and moments that rise with choral energy. It still holds that emotional weight, but it is braver and broader than before.

Together, these albums tell the story of what it means to begin again. From survival to immersion. From silence to sound. From aftermath to submersion.

Meant to Gather

Athen Tobias

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