Chords for Kae Tempest ‘People’s Faces “Faces”’ Video
Tempo:
60.6 bpm
Chords used:
G
C
Em
D
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[G]
[C] It's coming to pass, my country's coming apart, the whole thing's becoming such a bumbling farce.
Was that a pivotal historical moment [G] we just went stumbling past?
[C] Well here we are, dancing in the rumbling dark, so come a little closer, [G] give me something to grasp,
give [Em] me your beautiful crumbling heart.
Another [G] disaster, catharsis, another half discarded [C] mirage, another mask slips.
I face off with the physical, [G] my head's ringing from the love [C] of the stars.
There is too much potence here, [G] and too much depends on the [C] fragile wages and extortionate rents here.
We're [G] working every dread day that is given [C] us, feeling like the person people meet really isn't us,
like we're going to buckle underneath the trouble, like any minute now the struggle's going to finish us.
And then we smile [G] at all our friends.
[C] It's hard, we got our heads down and our hackles up, our backs against the wall, [G] I can feel you [C] aching.
None of this was written in stone, there is nothing we're forbidden to know, and [G] I can feel things [Em] changing.
Even when I'm weak and I'm breaking, I stand weeping at the train station, [G] cos I can see your faces.
There is so much peace to be found in people's [Em] faces.
[G]
[C] I saw it roaring, I felt it [G] clawing at my clothes like a grieving friend.
[C] It said there are no new beginnings, and so everybody [G] sees that the old ways need to end.
[C] But it's hard to accept that we're all one in the same flesh, given the rampant [G] divisions between oppressor and oppressed.
But we [C] are, though.
More empathy, less greed, [G] more respect.
[Em] All I've got to say has already been said.
I mean you heard it from yourself when you were [G] lying in your bed and couldn't sleep [C] thinking,
couldn't we be doing this differently?
[G] I'm listening to every little whisper in the distance [C] singing hymns.
And I can, I can feel [G] things changing.
But [C] it's so hard, we got our heads down and our hackles up, our backs against the wall, [G] I can feel your heart [C] racing.
None of this was written in stone, the currents fast, but the river [G] moves slow and I can feel things changing.
[Em] Even when I'm weak and I'm breaking, I stand weeping at the train [D] station, cos I can see your faces.
[C] [G] I love people's faces.
[C] It's coming to pass, my country's coming apart, the whole thing's becoming such a bumbling farce.
Was that a pivotal historical moment [G] we just went stumbling past?
[C] Well here we are, dancing in the rumbling dark, so come a little closer, [G] give me something to grasp,
give [Em] me your beautiful crumbling heart.
Another [G] disaster, catharsis, another half discarded [C] mirage, another mask slips.
I face off with the physical, [G] my head's ringing from the love [C] of the stars.
There is too much potence here, [G] and too much depends on the [C] fragile wages and extortionate rents here.
We're [G] working every dread day that is given [C] us, feeling like the person people meet really isn't us,
like we're going to buckle underneath the trouble, like any minute now the struggle's going to finish us.
And then we smile [G] at all our friends.
[C] It's hard, we got our heads down and our hackles up, our backs against the wall, [G] I can feel you [C] aching.
None of this was written in stone, there is nothing we're forbidden to know, and [G] I can feel things [Em] changing.
Even when I'm weak and I'm breaking, I stand weeping at the train station, [G] cos I can see your faces.
There is so much peace to be found in people's [Em] faces.
[G]
[C] I saw it roaring, I felt it [G] clawing at my clothes like a grieving friend.
[C] It said there are no new beginnings, and so everybody [G] sees that the old ways need to end.
[C] But it's hard to accept that we're all one in the same flesh, given the rampant [G] divisions between oppressor and oppressed.
But we [C] are, though.
More empathy, less greed, [G] more respect.
[Em] All I've got to say has already been said.
I mean you heard it from yourself when you were [G] lying in your bed and couldn't sleep [C] thinking,
couldn't we be doing this differently?
[G] I'm listening to every little whisper in the distance [C] singing hymns.
And I can, I can feel [G] things changing.
But [C] it's so hard, we got our heads down and our hackles up, our backs against the wall, [G] I can feel your heart [C] racing.
None of this was written in stone, the currents fast, but the river [G] moves slow and I can feel things changing.
[Em] Even when I'm weak and I'm breaking, I stand weeping at the train [D] station, cos I can see your faces.
[C] [G] I love people's faces.
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[C] It's coming to pass, my country's coming apart, the whole thing's becoming such a bumbling farce.
Was that a pivotal historical moment [G] we just went stumbling past?
[C] Well here we are, dancing in the rumbling dark, so come a little closer, [G] give me something to grasp,
give [Em] me your beautiful crumbling heart.
Another [G] disaster, catharsis, another half discarded [C] mirage, another mask slips.
I face off with the physical, [G] my head's ringing from the love [C] of the stars.
There is too much potence here, [G] and too much depends on the [C] fragile wages and extortionate rents here.
We're [G] working every dread day that is given [C] us, feeling like the person people meet really isn't us,
like we're going to buckle underneath the trouble, like any minute now the struggle's going to finish us.
And then we smile [G] at all our friends.
[C] It's hard, we got our heads down and our hackles up, our backs against the wall, [G] I can feel you [C] aching.
None of this was written in stone, there is nothing we're forbidden to know, and [G] I can feel things [Em] changing.
Even when I'm weak and I'm breaking, I stand weeping at the train station, [G] cos I can see your faces.
_ _ There is so much peace to be found in people's [Em] faces.
_ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
[C] I saw it roaring, I felt it [G] clawing at my clothes like a grieving friend.
[C] It said there are no new beginnings, and so everybody [G] sees that the old ways need to end.
[C] But it's hard to accept that we're all one in the same flesh, given the rampant [G] divisions between oppressor and oppressed.
But we [C] are, though.
More empathy, less greed, [G] more respect.
[Em] All I've got to say has already been said.
I mean you heard it from yourself when you were [G] lying in your bed and couldn't sleep [C] thinking,
couldn't we be doing this differently?
[G] I'm listening to every little whisper in the distance [C] singing hymns.
And I can, I can feel [G] things changing.
But [C] it's so hard, we got our heads down and our hackles up, our backs against the wall, [G] I can feel your heart [C] racing.
None of this was written in stone, the currents fast, but the river [G] moves slow and I can feel things changing.
[Em] Even when I'm weak and I'm breaking, I stand weeping at the train [D] station, cos I can see your faces.
[C] _ _ _ _ [G] I love people's faces. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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[C] It's coming to pass, my country's coming apart, the whole thing's becoming such a bumbling farce.
Was that a pivotal historical moment [G] we just went stumbling past?
[C] Well here we are, dancing in the rumbling dark, so come a little closer, [G] give me something to grasp,
give [Em] me your beautiful crumbling heart.
Another [G] disaster, catharsis, another half discarded [C] mirage, another mask slips.
I face off with the physical, [G] my head's ringing from the love [C] of the stars.
There is too much potence here, [G] and too much depends on the [C] fragile wages and extortionate rents here.
We're [G] working every dread day that is given [C] us, feeling like the person people meet really isn't us,
like we're going to buckle underneath the trouble, like any minute now the struggle's going to finish us.
And then we smile [G] at all our friends.
[C] It's hard, we got our heads down and our hackles up, our backs against the wall, [G] I can feel you [C] aching.
None of this was written in stone, there is nothing we're forbidden to know, and [G] I can feel things [Em] changing.
Even when I'm weak and I'm breaking, I stand weeping at the train station, [G] cos I can see your faces.
_ _ There is so much peace to be found in people's [Em] faces.
_ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
[C] I saw it roaring, I felt it [G] clawing at my clothes like a grieving friend.
[C] It said there are no new beginnings, and so everybody [G] sees that the old ways need to end.
[C] But it's hard to accept that we're all one in the same flesh, given the rampant [G] divisions between oppressor and oppressed.
But we [C] are, though.
More empathy, less greed, [G] more respect.
[Em] All I've got to say has already been said.
I mean you heard it from yourself when you were [G] lying in your bed and couldn't sleep [C] thinking,
couldn't we be doing this differently?
[G] I'm listening to every little whisper in the distance [C] singing hymns.
And I can, I can feel [G] things changing.
But [C] it's so hard, we got our heads down and our hackles up, our backs against the wall, [G] I can feel your heart [C] racing.
None of this was written in stone, the currents fast, but the river [G] moves slow and I can feel things changing.
[Em] Even when I'm weak and I'm breaking, I stand weeping at the train [D] station, cos I can see your faces.
[C] _ _ _ _ [G] I love people's faces. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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