Whitney Tai & Tommy Hatz
Whitney Tai & Tommy Hatz
Whitney Tai & Tommy Hatz
Whitney Tai & Tommy Hatz
Whitney Tai
Whitney Tai & Tommy Hatz & Nahhdahh
Whitney Tai & Tommy Hatz
Whitney Tai & Tommy Hatz
Whitney Tai & Tommy Hatz
Whitney Tai & Tommy Hatz
Whitney Tai & Tommy Hatz
Whitney Tai & Tommy Hatz
I had to grow up way too young
A desert flower raised by sun
Many times I burned to run
To unfold and just taste the dark
Behind the silver of this face
Sometimes dreams fall out of place
I couldn’t let them go to waste
In this garden beneath the stars
Do we belong together, Rhea?
Or are we forced to be alone out here forever
Do we belong together, Rhea?
Somethings calling me inside
Just like the ocean calls the tide
Surely I’ll find you someday Rhea
The fall of winter stings the eaves
The house was still, the air won’t breathe
I knew the world would still deceive
Every lion inside her heart
Pulled beneath us like a rug
All the phantoms in our thoughts
For a geyser of my blood
Just to fly away, very far
We are two lonely moons
Do we belong together, Rhea?
Or are we forced to be alone out here forever
Do we belong together, Rhea?
Somethings calling me inside
Just as the ocean calls the tide
Surely I’ll find you someday Rhea
Maybe there’s nothing left for us here
And maybe I’ve had my back to the sun for too long
Because now that I see you
I’m reminded why we failed
And I just don’t want to do that again
Not this time
I’m sure you’ll understand
Do we belong together, Rhea?
Or are we forced to be alone out here forever
Do we belong together, Rhea?
Somethings burning deep inside as every ember stokes the fire
Do we belong together, Rhea?
Or are we shooting in the dark to be together
Do we belong together, Rhea?
Somethings burning deep inside
As every ember stokes the fire
If not the road, then just the ride
Some other day, some other time
I promise to hold you closer, Rhea
Rhea was written by Whitney Tai & Tommy Hatz & Michael Rozon.
Rhea was produced by Whitney Tai & Tommy Hatz.
Whitney Tai released Rhea on Fri Mar 14 2025.
You’ve been ripped from the womb, discarded, overlooked, used and left for dead atop fatal terrains. Your ribs ache, jaw tired, patience brittle and reality… tilted. There’s a glowing lioness organ that knocks from beneath your armor. It knocks with unassailable force. The world has failed you. It h...