Something Worth Doing Lyrics The Lyric Poetry of Greg Greenway "so much has to happen between hello and goodbye" Lyrics for Something Worth Doing In the Name of Love (Pride) written by Greg Greenway/U2, Bono. When I get tired, it’s like I was dropped into the sea,you could swim your whole life and be nowhere you want to be. Everyone gets tired and the water is so wide,then somebody comes and shows you,they show you the other side. There was a little man, barefoot and frail,he took a walk down to the Ganges,he took a lion by the tail.He made a way out of no way,one by one they saw the truth.He was ready when they told him,they said history chooses you. We see so far (in the name of love)we are standing on (in the name of love)the shoulders of giants,one more in the name of love. And then there was another,another lion in a lamb. ‘He walked into the heart of darknessinto the streets of Birmingham.He made a way out of no way.One by one we saw the truth.He was already on the mountaintopwhen they said Memphis chooses you. Chorus Early morning, April 4th,shots rang out in the Memphis sky.Free at last, they took your life,they could not take your pride. In the name of love, one more in the name of love.In the name of love, one more in the name of love. So make a way out of no way,make their stories live and breathe,and we will never lack for heroesin our darkest hour of need. Every Little Day by Greg Greenway I I had a day In the life, It was a crossroads I saw somebody come, l saw somebody go, same expression on their faces, different ends of the road. You see, somebody lost the struggle, that’s how it was said, someone was born with a long journey up ahead No one had a map, no instructions to be read. That’s all I need to know, it’s just so. I said to myself, Every little day the world’s brand new, the sun comes up, the clouds roll through. Everything else is just up to you. Every little day the world’s brand new. I felt terrible, I felt lucky at the way things are, like a glad accident, like a bright shooting star, like a brave little ripple in an ocean so large. That’s all I need to know, it’s just so. l said to myself, Chorus I hear myself saying the words without thinking, every little day... In the face of the big questions, nobody knows why, some people smile a knowing smile, some run away and hide. So much has to happen between hello and goodbye. That’s all I need to know, it’s just so. I say to myself, Chorus You Don’t Travel Like l Do by Greg GreenwayYou don’t travel like l do,across an atlas of thin red routes,across the small print in-betweens.You don’t travel when you leave. Way out West in the big, big skythe clouds roll over brown mountainsides.They watch the weather come down the rise,the same way that I watch your eyes. The clouds you raise are the space you needto go somewhere without me.So we both get time to sit aloneand wait for someone to come home. You don’t travel like I doacross the country in vague pursuit.You don’t need to be gone that way,you can sit right here and be miles away Chorus Passion Dance Drop D tuning (DADGBE) Capo on 3 The thruway was nestled in November snow, the last leaves clung to New England. This elaborate dance we’ve been doing these nights is a long journey to freedom. Passion dance, I am a lover tonight, passion dance. And all that I feel is revolving inside in a lone passion dance. With the sun sinking west, we drive our way east, headlong into darkness. Pursuing a vision, an old childhood dream, a far light in a forest. Chorus. Chorus. The Way of the World G/C tuning (CGDGBD) I could have walked all night in the streets of rain to the neon flashing of the city. As I sang to the sidewalks the song of myself to the so human voice of the rain. lt’s not like anyone was listening. In fact, that’s just the reason why I was drawn here to this city. To find a home I,I could not recognize. That’s the way of the world to keep me waiting so long, away from where I am going, that’s the way, that’s the way of the world Where is it written that we go so far to find What once helped you to see can then make you blind. I don’t believe it, what they keep telling me Chorus For every wall there’s a passageway. For every door latch, there’s a hand. You can push against stone, be strong and alone, or learn how to call someone’s name. Chorus But I am much older and wiser now. Some days I wake up, I look in the mirror, I see the champion of the world. The illusion is complete. Some days I wake up, I look in the mirror I see the man, who at dinner, just as my wife is looking, there’s something falling out of my mouth. She looks at me like there’s something on my nose. There is, it’s been there for three days. I say,”Darling, I’ve been transported by a flow of creativity that has stood me outside of time.” She says,”Try to include a little soap and water on your next excursion.” I say,” What would Mrs. Picasso say.” She’d say,”Pablo, it’s a pear, why can’t it look like a pear?” Runaway Train C9 tuning (CGDGCD) Capo on 4 Out on the great plains, under a bright sun, there’s no interrupting the endless horizon. Nothing to hold you anchored to one place. My mind starts to fill in the wide open space Like a runaway train, eastbound, my mind keeps running, my mind keeps running, to the way across this great plain, you can see forever. I can see how far I am from you. Back where the sun rises over the ocean I gave my promise, I made my choices. Out here, people pass through me Like ghosts in a daydream. As soon as I’ve reached them they have faded behind me. Chorus There’s a map of the world that I hold in place, here in my mind, ready to trace the invisible line that connects our fates, always, always. I used to think, I could be anyone of a thousand people, live almost anywhere, find love and live well. They say this is an ocean, wind waves in the wheat fields but it only reminds me how far away I feel. Chorus Ready C9 tuning (CGDGCD) capo on 5 On the water we are free The wind plays on the surface, all possibilities. With so many brave souls lost at sea glad am I to be so found, to be so ready Come on, I’m ready. I’m ready to go anywhere you say. Come on, I’m ready I love it when you look at me this way. I am leaning to see your face. Through the rise and fall the boat cuts through the waves. Everything rises, all things must fall, to see you smiling in the sun, I know we will cross it all. Chorus I have been to both horizons through the winds from Africa on the blue green mirror water, ‘round this world to know you are the one. Chorus Chorus Charlotte’s Song C9 tuning (CGDGCD) no capo Welcome to the world, Charlotte, we’ve been waiting for you. Welcome to the world, Charlotte, you’re all our dreams come true. Now that you are here, the rest is all so clear. Welcome to the world, Charlotte, we’ve been waiting for you. We’re so in love with you. We’re so in love with you. Something Worth Doing Gm/C tuning (CGDGBflatD) Eventually you’d think you could escape the little doubts of every day, the up, down crisis of faith. Anything is just a breath away. Eventually you’d think you could resign from the movie in the back of your mind. The soundtrack plays all the time and you’re alone in the theater. Like an old yellowed black and white handed down over time, holds the faded lines to meaning. Where we come from, who we are, faces on passing subway cars all on our way to something worth doing Something worth doing. In the noise of day to day, things get lost, they slip away beneath the weight of simply living. Through a tunnel endlessly long and littered, dark and deep, until you change the I to we and something worth doing. Something worth doing. Isn’t love something worth doing. The Crucifixion by Phil Ochs Standard tuning capo on 2 And night comes again to a circle studded sky. The stars settle slowing, in lonliness they lie. Then the universe expolodes as a falling star is raised, the planets are paralyzed the mountains are amazed. And they all glow brighter from the brilliance of the blaze. With the speed of insanity then he dies. In the green fields aturning a baby is born, his cries crease the wind and mingle with the morn. A challenge to the order, a changing of the guard, chosen for a challenge that is hopelessly hard and the only single sign is the sighing of the stars, to the silence of distance they are sworn. Come dance, dance, dance, teach us to be true. Come dance, dance, dance, cause we love you. Images of innocence charge him to go on, but the decadence of destiny is looking for a pawn. To a nightmare of knowledge he opens up the gate and a blinding revelation is laid upon his plate, that beneath the greatest love is a hurricane of hate, and god help the critic of the dawn. So he stands on the sea and he shouts to the shore, but the louder that he screams, the longer he’s ignores. For the wine of oblivion is drunken to the dregs and the merchants of the masses almost have to be begged, til the giant is aware someone’s pulling on his leg and someone is tapping at the door. Chorus But his message gathers meaning and spreads across the land, the rewarding of his fame is the following of the man. But ignorance is everywhere, people have their way. Success is an enemy to the loser of the day. In the shadow of the churches, who knows what they pray, for blood is the language of the band. The Spanish bull is beaten, the crown is soon beguiled, the matador is beautiful, a symphony of style excitement is ecstatic, passion places bets, gracefully he bows to ovations that he gets, but the hands that are applauding are slippery with sweat, and saliva is falling from their smiles. Chorus Then this overflow of life is crushed in to a liar, a gentle soul is ripped apart and tossed into the fire. First a smile of rejection of the nearness of the night, truth becomes a tragedy, limping from the light, all the heavens are horrified, they stagger from the sight and the cross is trembling with desire. They say they can’t believe it, it’s a sacreligious shame, who would want to hurt such a hero of the game. But you know that I predicted it, I knew he had to fall. How did it happen, hope his suffering was small, tell me every detail for I’ve got to know it all, and do you have a picture of the pain. Chorus But time takes a toll and the memories fade, but his glory is still growing in the magic that he made. Reality is ravaged, it’s the freeing from the fear, the drama is distorted to what they want to hear, swimming in their sorrow in the twisting of a tear as they wait for the new thrill parade. Yes, the eyes of the rebel have been branded by the blind, to the safety of sterility the thrill has been refined. A child was created, to the slaughterhouse he’s led, so good to be alive when the eulogies are read the climax of emotion, the worship of the dead, as the cycle of sacrifice unwinds. Chorus Repeat verse one All music and lyrics by Greg Greenway ©2001 Sheen of Heat Music, except In the Name of Love (Pride) by Greg Greenway/Bono/U2, & The Crucifixion by Phil Ochs.