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Hurley Live Sessions 2009

by Meg & Dia

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He's got inside my head He's sleeping in my head He's got hold of my hand I am not anymore surprised at your phone calls at 4 in the morning (Hello, hello) You try to write me letters like you've transformed into Charles Dickens overnight or something (Oh, I'm sorry) And I doubt that you've considered that maybe, Just maybe those genes that you were forced in, Although heavy, are no excuse for your lack of trust in anyone, even you. My boyfriend used my palm, as an ashtray, And that was on his good days My scar looks like a bear, or a rabbit They said, "It's just his bad habits." He's got inside my head He's sleeping in my head He's got hold of my hand I'm not even scared to come cure your past,or try to reinvent it (Just leave it alone) I can be your lover, and your mother, And your father you never really had to take you fishing or teach compassion You used my voice as your spokesman You couldn't walk on your own feet Ain't that horrid He's got inside my head He's sleeping in my head He's got hold of my hand Are you going to tell me that you can't bear this weight that was a present 12 years from this day? Well this town's on the edge of the dry, dry ocean, And you're thinking you're immune to getting torn or more Yeah...Yeah... Come on He's got inside my bed He's sleeping in my head He's got hold of my hand He's got inside my bed He's sleeping in my head He's got hold of my hand What's the use, I've caught the blindness
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Going Away 03:39
Please don't forget me. I'm going away. I'm taking a taxi to Kentucky where they don't need to know all about me. I just need to feel safe. I've got a thousand sweaters and shoes and paintings to hide the skeletons in my bed. Don't ask where I'm going. I'm going away. I'm going my way. Finally it's my time to be lonely, and lost, unloved and I can't wait. Don't forget what I said. Don't forget my letter. Every night I pray for you. I don't got no religion, isn't that something? I'll miss those days. I saved that bottle, its now 10 years aged. I've got some bibles I could sell for money, and a pair of fresh shaved legs. Won't you baby come with me? I've got extra space, in my car, in my heart, in my mind, look there's the passengers seat by the post cards you gave. (Don't know where I'm going) But he said, "slow down. Slow down. Think it over. We've all got wretched closets, but silly girl pride kills more than aids lately." I said, " Come on. I've thought it over. I don't want to die here. I have no desire to get married." I can't race the others anymore. No. I must learn to race myself. I'm going away. I'm going my way. Finally it's my time to be lonely, and lost, unloved and I can't wait. Please forget what I said. Please forget my letter. ( I'll find my way) Every night I pray for you, I don't got no religion isn't that something I'll miss those days. I...I...I'm not going half way! Every night I pray for your. Don't believe in heaven. Or that it could be a happy place. I'm going away.
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Your house, the coffee tastes like dirt Not because I'm hurt, no. That's just what it tastes like Dirt roads, remind me of my skin Not because I'm wasting away With the gravel you ground in, that's what it feels like I won't be sorry, won't go moping around In fact I'm doing quite well for now There's something 'bout giving up, that sounds so bitter sweet Think I'll throw in the towel right now (but fold it nice and neat) I'll lay low on the ground and I'll be on my feet When I can breathe, when I'm good and ready This tree, with lovers heart engraved Not because I'm lonely, just because I hate it Sunshine digs underneath my nails Not because I'm burning all my hopes Scorching all my faith, as far as I can tell I'm not bitter, I'm not mouthing out words Look at my face, believe me now There's something about giving up, that sounds so bitter sweet Think I'll throw in the towel right now (But fold it nice and neat) I'll lay low on the ground and I'll be on my feet When I can breathe, when I'm good and ready There's something 'bout giving up, that sounds so bitter sweet Think I'll throw in the towel right now (but fold it nice and neat) I'll lay low on the ground and I'll be on my feet When I can breathe, when I'm good and ready
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This album, with the exception of track 6 (Hug Me Remix), is all acoustic and was recorded live in the Hurley studio by Matt Grabe.

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released July 1, 2009

Meg - Acoustic Guitar & Vocals
Dia - Vocals
Carlo - Acoustic Guitar
Jonathan - Bass
Nick - Percussion

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Meg & Dia Salt Lake City, Utah

Meg & Dia is: Dia Frampton, Meg Frampton, Carlo Gimenez, Jonathan Snyder, & Nick Price.
The band formed in 2005 in Salt Lake City, Utah.

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