Chords for Kate Tempest - People's Faces - 7/16/2019 - Paste Studios - New York, NY
Tempo:
110.8 bpm
Chords used:
G
C
Em
D
Am
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[G] I came to under a domed roof.
The light was cold and clear and fragmented.
The people were moving.
I watched them.
I saw a muscle of schoolgirls performing.
I saw the ticket woman massaging the small of her back.
I saw the young gent as neat as a crease in his work clothes.
And I saw the light.
It was as light as breath on the dirty old track.
[C]
[G] It's [C] coming to pass.
My country's coming apart.
[G] The whole thing's becoming such a [C] bumbling farce.
Was that a pivotal [G] historical moment?
We just went stumbling past.
[C] Or no matter.
Here we are, dancing in the [G] rumbling dark.
So [C] come a little closer.
Give me something to grasp.
Give me your beautiful [G] crumbling heart.
Another [Em] disaster.
Catharsis.
Another half discarded mirage.
Another mask [G] slips.
I face off [C] with the physical.
My head is ringing from the love of the stars.
[Em] [G] There is too much [C] pretense here.
Too much depends on the fragile wages [G] and the extortionate [C] rents here.
We're working every dread day that is given us.
[G] Feeling like the person we could be, it really [C] isn't us.
Like we're going to buckle underneath the trouble.
Like any minute now, the [G] struggle is going to finish us.
[C]
And then we smile at all our friends.
[G] [C] It's hard.
We got our heads down and our hackles [G] up.
Our backs against the wall.
I can feel you aching.
[C] None of this was written in stone.
There is nothing we're forbidden to know.
And [G] I can feel things changing.
[Em] Even when I'm weak and I'm breaking,
I stand weeping at the train station
because I [D] can [G] see your [Am] faces.
[C] There's so much peace to be found in [Am] people's [Em] faces.
[D]
[G] [C] I saw it roaring.
And I felt it clawing at my clothes like [G] a grieving friend.
[C] It said there are no new beginnings
until everybody sees that the old ways [Em] need to [G] end.
[C] But it's so hard to accept that we are all one in the same flesh
given the [G] rampant divisions between oppressor, [Em] complicit and oppressed.
But we are though more empathy, less [D] greed [G] and more respect.
[C] All I've got to say has already been said.
You heard [G] it from yourself when you were lying [C] in your bed
and you couldn't sleep,
thinking [G] couldn't we be doing things differently?
[C] I'm listening to every little whisper in the distance singing hymns.
[G] And I can, I can feel [C] things changing.
[Em]
I [G] can feel things changing. [C] It's 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 [G] current's fast, but the river moves slow.
And I can feel things [Em] changing.
Even when I'm weak and I'm breaking,
I stand weeping at the train station
because [D] I can [G] see your faces.
[Am]
[C] There is so much peace to be found in [Am] people's faces.
[Em]
[D]
[G] [C] It's not enough to imagine we'll be happy when we've got enough [G] stuff.
All this [C] stuff is blocking us.
I'm neat with no chase up.
[Em] I'm all [G] spirit, but I [Em] am sinking
because my days are not days, but strange symptoms.
[D] And [G] yes, this age is our [C] age,
but our age is rage sinking to beige.
And yes, the children are brave, but their mission [G] is vague.
Is a [C] life well lived or is a life well displayed?
I don't [Em] have the [G] answers,
but I do believe that [C] there are still things to say.
I stare out at my city on [G] another difficult day
[C] and I scream inwardly, man, when will this change?
I'm beginning to [G] fade, but my sanity's saved
[C] because I can see your faces.
My sanity's saved
because [G] I can see your [C] faces.
It's hard.
Got our heads down and our hackles up, our [Em] backs against the wall.
I can [G] feel your heart [C] racing.
None of this was written in stone.
The currents fast, but the river moves slow
and [G] I can feel things changing.
[Em] Even when I'm weak and I'm breaking,
I stand weeping at the train station
because [D] I can [G] see your [Am] faces.
[C] So much peace to be found in people's [Am] [Em] faces.
[D] I [G] love people's faces.
[C]
The light was cold and clear and fragmented.
The people were moving.
I watched them.
I saw a muscle of schoolgirls performing.
I saw the ticket woman massaging the small of her back.
I saw the young gent as neat as a crease in his work clothes.
And I saw the light.
It was as light as breath on the dirty old track.
[C]
[G] It's [C] coming to pass.
My country's coming apart.
[G] The whole thing's becoming such a [C] bumbling farce.
Was that a pivotal [G] historical moment?
We just went stumbling past.
[C] Or no matter.
Here we are, dancing in the [G] rumbling dark.
So [C] come a little closer.
Give me something to grasp.
Give me your beautiful [G] crumbling heart.
Another [Em] disaster.
Catharsis.
Another half discarded mirage.
Another mask [G] slips.
I face off [C] with the physical.
My head is ringing from the love of the stars.
[Em] [G] There is too much [C] pretense here.
Too much depends on the fragile wages [G] and the extortionate [C] rents here.
We're working every dread day that is given us.
[G] Feeling like the person we could be, it really [C] isn't us.
Like we're going to buckle underneath the trouble.
Like any minute now, the [G] struggle is going to finish us.
[C]
And then we smile at all our friends.
[G] [C] It's hard.
We got our heads down and our hackles [G] up.
Our backs against the wall.
I can feel you aching.
[C] None of this was written in stone.
There is nothing we're forbidden to know.
And [G] I can feel things changing.
[Em] Even when I'm weak and I'm breaking,
I stand weeping at the train station
because I [D] can [G] see your [Am] faces.
[C] There's so much peace to be found in [Am] people's [Em] faces.
[D]
[G] [C] I saw it roaring.
And I felt it clawing at my clothes like [G] a grieving friend.
[C] It said there are no new beginnings
until everybody sees that the old ways [Em] need to [G] end.
[C] But it's so hard to accept that we are all one in the same flesh
given the [G] rampant divisions between oppressor, [Em] complicit and oppressed.
But we are though more empathy, less [D] greed [G] and more respect.
[C] All I've got to say has already been said.
You heard [G] it from yourself when you were lying [C] in your bed
and you couldn't sleep,
thinking [G] couldn't we be doing things differently?
[C] I'm listening to every little whisper in the distance singing hymns.
[G] And I can, I can feel [C] things changing.
[Em]
I [G] can feel things changing. [C] It's 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 [G] current's fast, but the river moves slow.
And I can feel things [Em] changing.
Even when I'm weak and I'm breaking,
I stand weeping at the train station
because [D] I can [G] see your faces.
[Am]
[C] There is so much peace to be found in [Am] people's faces.
[Em]
[D]
[G] [C] It's not enough to imagine we'll be happy when we've got enough [G] stuff.
All this [C] stuff is blocking us.
I'm neat with no chase up.
[Em] I'm all [G] spirit, but I [Em] am sinking
because my days are not days, but strange symptoms.
[D] And [G] yes, this age is our [C] age,
but our age is rage sinking to beige.
And yes, the children are brave, but their mission [G] is vague.
Is a [C] life well lived or is a life well displayed?
I don't [Em] have the [G] answers,
but I do believe that [C] there are still things to say.
I stare out at my city on [G] another difficult day
[C] and I scream inwardly, man, when will this change?
I'm beginning to [G] fade, but my sanity's saved
[C] because I can see your faces.
My sanity's saved
because [G] I can see your [C] faces.
It's hard.
Got our heads down and our hackles up, our [Em] backs against the wall.
I can [G] feel your heart [C] racing.
None of this was written in stone.
The currents fast, but the river moves slow
and [G] I can feel things changing.
[Em] Even when I'm weak and I'm breaking,
I stand weeping at the train station
because [D] I can [G] see your [Am] faces.
[C] So much peace to be found in people's [Am] [Em] faces.
[D] I [G] love people's faces.
[C]
Key:
G
C
Em
D
Am
G
C
Em
[G] _ _ _ _ _ I came to _ under a domed roof.
_ The light was cold and clear and fragmented.
_ The people were moving.
_ I watched them.
_ I saw a muscle of schoolgirls performing. _ _
I saw the ticket woman massaging the small of her back. _
I saw the young gent as neat as a crease in his work clothes.
And I saw the light.
It was as light as breath on the dirty old track.
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ It's [C] coming to pass.
_ My country's coming apart. _
[G] The whole thing's becoming such a [C] bumbling farce.
_ Was that a pivotal [G] historical moment?
We just went stumbling past.
_ [C] Or no matter. _
Here we are, _ _ dancing in the [G] rumbling dark.
So [C] come a little closer.
Give me something to grasp.
Give me your beautiful [G] crumbling heart.
Another [Em] disaster. _
Catharsis.
Another half discarded mirage.
Another mask [G] slips.
I face off [C] with the physical.
My head is ringing from the love of the stars.
[Em] [G] There is too much [C] pretense here.
_ Too much depends on the fragile wages [G] and the extortionate _ [C] rents here. _
We're working every dread day that is given us.
[G] Feeling like the person we could be, it really [C] isn't us.
Like we're going to buckle underneath the trouble.
Like any minute now, the [G] struggle is going to finish us.
[C] _ _
And then we smile _ _ at all our friends.
[G] _ _ _ _ [C] It's hard.
We got our heads down and our hackles [G] up.
Our backs against the wall.
I can feel you aching.
[C] None of this was written in stone.
There is nothing we're forbidden to know.
And [G] I can feel things changing.
[Em] Even when I'm weak and I'm breaking,
I stand weeping at the train station
because I [D] can [G] see your [Am] faces. _ _ _
[C] _ _ There's so much peace to be found in _ [Am] people's [Em] faces. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ [C] I saw it _ roaring.
And I felt it clawing at my clothes like [G] a grieving friend.
[C] It said there are no new beginnings
until everybody sees that the old ways [Em] need to [G] end.
_ _ [C] But it's so hard to accept that we are all one in the same flesh
given the [G] rampant divisions between oppressor, [Em] complicit and oppressed.
But we are though more empathy, less [D] greed [G] and more respect.
[C] All I've got to say has already been said.
You heard [G] it from yourself when you were lying [C] in your bed
and you couldn't sleep,
_ thinking [G] couldn't we be doing things differently?
_ [C] I'm listening to every little whisper in the distance singing hymns.
[G] And I can, I can feel [C] things _ changing.
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Em]
I [G] can feel things changing. [C] It's 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 [G] current's fast, but the river moves slow.
And I can feel things [Em] changing.
Even when I'm weak and I'm breaking,
I stand weeping at the train station
because [D] I can [G] see your faces.
[Am] _ _ _
[C] _ _ There is so much peace to be found in [Am] people's faces.
[Em] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [C] _ It's not enough _ to imagine we'll be happy when we've got enough [G] stuff.
All this [C] stuff is blocking us.
_ I'm neat with no chase up.
[Em] I'm all [G] spirit, but I [Em] am sinking _
because my days are not days, but strange symptoms.
[D] And [G] yes, this age is our [C] age,
but our age is rage sinking to beige.
And yes, the children are brave, but their mission [G] is vague.
Is a [C] life well lived or is a life well displayed?
_ I don't [Em] have the [G] answers,
but I do believe that [C] there are still things to say.
_ I stare out at my city on [G] another difficult day
[C] and I scream inwardly, man, when will this change?
I'm beginning to [G] fade, but my sanity's saved
[C] because I can see your faces.
My sanity's saved _ _
because [G] I can see your [C] faces.
It's hard.
Got our heads down and our hackles up, our [Em] backs against the wall.
I can [G] feel your heart [C] racing.
None of this was written in stone.
The currents fast, but the river moves slow
and [G] I can feel things changing.
[Em] Even when I'm weak and I'm breaking,
I stand weeping at the train station
because [D] I can [G] see your [Am] faces.
_ _ _ _ [C] _ So much peace to be found in people's [Am] _ [Em] faces.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ I [G] love _ people's faces.
[C] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ The light was cold and clear and fragmented.
_ The people were moving.
_ I watched them.
_ I saw a muscle of schoolgirls performing. _ _
I saw the ticket woman massaging the small of her back. _
I saw the young gent as neat as a crease in his work clothes.
And I saw the light.
It was as light as breath on the dirty old track.
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ It's [C] coming to pass.
_ My country's coming apart. _
[G] The whole thing's becoming such a [C] bumbling farce.
_ Was that a pivotal [G] historical moment?
We just went stumbling past.
_ [C] Or no matter. _
Here we are, _ _ dancing in the [G] rumbling dark.
So [C] come a little closer.
Give me something to grasp.
Give me your beautiful [G] crumbling heart.
Another [Em] disaster. _
Catharsis.
Another half discarded mirage.
Another mask [G] slips.
I face off [C] with the physical.
My head is ringing from the love of the stars.
[Em] [G] There is too much [C] pretense here.
_ Too much depends on the fragile wages [G] and the extortionate _ [C] rents here. _
We're working every dread day that is given us.
[G] Feeling like the person we could be, it really [C] isn't us.
Like we're going to buckle underneath the trouble.
Like any minute now, the [G] struggle is going to finish us.
[C] _ _
And then we smile _ _ at all our friends.
[G] _ _ _ _ [C] It's hard.
We got our heads down and our hackles [G] up.
Our backs against the wall.
I can feel you aching.
[C] None of this was written in stone.
There is nothing we're forbidden to know.
And [G] I can feel things changing.
[Em] Even when I'm weak and I'm breaking,
I stand weeping at the train station
because I [D] can [G] see your [Am] faces. _ _ _
[C] _ _ There's so much peace to be found in _ [Am] people's [Em] faces. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ [C] I saw it _ roaring.
And I felt it clawing at my clothes like [G] a grieving friend.
[C] It said there are no new beginnings
until everybody sees that the old ways [Em] need to [G] end.
_ _ [C] But it's so hard to accept that we are all one in the same flesh
given the [G] rampant divisions between oppressor, [Em] complicit and oppressed.
But we are though more empathy, less [D] greed [G] and more respect.
[C] All I've got to say has already been said.
You heard [G] it from yourself when you were lying [C] in your bed
and you couldn't sleep,
_ thinking [G] couldn't we be doing things differently?
_ [C] I'm listening to every little whisper in the distance singing hymns.
[G] And I can, I can feel [C] things _ changing.
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Em]
I [G] can feel things changing. [C] It's 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 [G] current's fast, but the river moves slow.
And I can feel things [Em] changing.
Even when I'm weak and I'm breaking,
I stand weeping at the train station
because [D] I can [G] see your faces.
[Am] _ _ _
[C] _ _ There is so much peace to be found in [Am] people's faces.
[Em] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [C] _ It's not enough _ to imagine we'll be happy when we've got enough [G] stuff.
All this [C] stuff is blocking us.
_ I'm neat with no chase up.
[Em] I'm all [G] spirit, but I [Em] am sinking _
because my days are not days, but strange symptoms.
[D] And [G] yes, this age is our [C] age,
but our age is rage sinking to beige.
And yes, the children are brave, but their mission [G] is vague.
Is a [C] life well lived or is a life well displayed?
_ I don't [Em] have the [G] answers,
but I do believe that [C] there are still things to say.
_ I stare out at my city on [G] another difficult day
[C] and I scream inwardly, man, when will this change?
I'm beginning to [G] fade, but my sanity's saved
[C] because I can see your faces.
My sanity's saved _ _
because [G] I can see your [C] faces.
It's hard.
Got our heads down and our hackles up, our [Em] backs against the wall.
I can [G] feel your heart [C] racing.
None of this was written in stone.
The currents fast, but the river moves slow
and [G] I can feel things changing.
[Em] Even when I'm weak and I'm breaking,
I stand weeping at the train station
because [D] I can [G] see your [Am] faces.
_ _ _ _ [C] _ So much peace to be found in people's [Am] _ [Em] faces.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ I [G] love _ people's faces.
[C] _ _ _ _ _ _ _