Chords for THE THE - We Can't Stop What's Coming - from the film The Inertia Variations
Tempo:
88.15 bpm
Chords used:
D
A
E
F#m
C#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
You would think by now that people would know better than [C#] to ask me what I've been doing with my time.
And you would think, [G#m] by now, that I would have come up with an answer [G#] that would silence them.
But I still stumble, crumble and quiver when faced with this thankless inquiry.
I suppose I could [C#] tell them the truth.
That [G#] after all the [A] brooding, abstraction and evasion,
[A] there just isn't much [E] time left to do the work, [F#] or to tell the truth.
[Am] [D]
[E] [F#] So here [A] you live, [D] trapped inside [E] the days, your [C#]
pen,
[A] [D] moving [E] across the page, [F#m] back [A] to where [D]
it has [E] begun, [F] [G#] uncoiled.
[Am] [D] [F]
[G#] What you [A] were, [D] what you will [E] become, [F] the [F#] days [Am]
[D] sitting with [E] the sun.
[A]
Wake [C#m] up, it's time to go, [Em] the taste of tears [D] still in your [A] throat.
Silence [C#m] from your songs reminds [C#] us [D] when you are [A] gone.
We can't hate [C#m] the river for flowing, [G] can't blame the [D] wild wind [A] blowing.
Can't slow [G#m] time from running, [Em] we can't [D] stop what's coming.
[F#m] The [A]
[D] bonfire [E] is burning, the birds [F#m]
returning.
[A] [D] An hour [E] by night, I'm [F#] on the road.
[A] [D]
Inside, [E] a shadow [F#m] that grows.
[A]
[D] [E] [F#m] A darkness [A] in the darkness.
[D] A stranger, I'll [E] let you hold.
[C#] [F#] Outside [A] of your window, [D]
knocking [E] on your door.
[F#] When there is rain, [G#] [A] it pours, till there [D] is pain [E] no more.
[A]
Wake up, [C#m] it's time to [C#] go, the taste of tears still in your [A] throat.
[C#m] Silence from your [E] songs reminds us [D] when you are [A] gone.
We can't hate [C#m] the river for flowing, can't [D] blame the wild wind [A] blowing.
Can't slow [C#m] time from [G] running, we can't [D] stop what's [F#m] coming.
[A] [D]
[E] [F#m]
[D] [E] [F#m]
[A] [D] [E]
[F#m] [A] [D]
[E] [A] Wake [C#m] up, it's time to go, [G] the taste of tears still [D] in your throat.
[A]
Silence [C#m] from your songs [C#] reminds us [D] when you are [A] gone.
We can't hate [G#] the river for flowing, [C#]
can't blame [D] the wild wind blowing.
Can't [G#] slow time from running, [G] we can't stop [D] what's [F#m] coming.
[F#]
[G]
And you would think, [G#m] by now, that I would have come up with an answer [G#] that would silence them.
But I still stumble, crumble and quiver when faced with this thankless inquiry.
I suppose I could [C#] tell them the truth.
That [G#] after all the [A] brooding, abstraction and evasion,
[A] there just isn't much [E] time left to do the work, [F#] or to tell the truth.
[Am] [D]
[E] [F#] So here [A] you live, [D] trapped inside [E] the days, your [C#]
pen,
[A] [D] moving [E] across the page, [F#m] back [A] to where [D]
it has [E] begun, [F] [G#] uncoiled.
[Am] [D] [F]
[G#] What you [A] were, [D] what you will [E] become, [F] the [F#] days [Am]
[D] sitting with [E] the sun.
[A]
Wake [C#m] up, it's time to go, [Em] the taste of tears [D] still in your [A] throat.
Silence [C#m] from your songs reminds [C#] us [D] when you are [A] gone.
We can't hate [C#m] the river for flowing, [G] can't blame the [D] wild wind [A] blowing.
Can't slow [G#m] time from running, [Em] we can't [D] stop what's coming.
[F#m] The [A]
[D] bonfire [E] is burning, the birds [F#m]
returning.
[A] [D] An hour [E] by night, I'm [F#] on the road.
[A] [D]
Inside, [E] a shadow [F#m] that grows.
[A]
[D] [E] [F#m] A darkness [A] in the darkness.
[D] A stranger, I'll [E] let you hold.
[C#] [F#] Outside [A] of your window, [D]
knocking [E] on your door.
[F#] When there is rain, [G#] [A] it pours, till there [D] is pain [E] no more.
[A]
Wake up, [C#m] it's time to [C#] go, the taste of tears still in your [A] throat.
[C#m] Silence from your [E] songs reminds us [D] when you are [A] gone.
We can't hate [C#m] the river for flowing, can't [D] blame the wild wind [A] blowing.
Can't slow [C#m] time from [G] running, we can't [D] stop what's [F#m] coming.
[A] [D]
[E] [F#m]
[D] [E] [F#m]
[A] [D] [E]
[F#m] [A] [D]
[E] [A] Wake [C#m] up, it's time to go, [G] the taste of tears still [D] in your throat.
[A]
Silence [C#m] from your songs [C#] reminds us [D] when you are [A] gone.
We can't hate [G#] the river for flowing, [C#]
can't blame [D] the wild wind blowing.
Can't [G#] slow time from running, [G] we can't stop [D] what's [F#m] coming.
[F#]
[G]
Key:
D
A
E
F#m
C#m
D
A
E
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
You would think by now that people would know better than [C#] to ask me what I've been doing with my time.
And you would think, [G#m] by now, that I would have come up with an answer [G#] that would silence them.
But I still stumble, crumble and quiver when faced with this thankless inquiry.
I suppose I could [C#] tell them the truth.
That [G#] after all the [A] brooding, abstraction and evasion,
[A] there just isn't much [E] time left to do the work, [F#] or to tell the truth.
[Am] _ _ [D] _ _
_ [E] _ _ [F#] So here [A] you live, _ [D] trapped inside [E] the days, your [C#]
pen,
[A] _ _ _ [D] moving [E] across the page, [F#m] _ back [A] to where _ [D] _
it has [E] begun, _ [F] _ [G#] uncoiled. _
_ [Am] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ [F] _
_ [G#] What you [A] were, [D] what you will [E] become, [F] the [F#] days _ [Am] _
_ [D] sitting with [E] the sun.
_ [A] _
Wake [C#m] up, it's time to go, [Em] the taste of tears [D] still in your [A] throat.
Silence [C#m] from your songs reminds [C#] us [D] when you are [A] gone.
We can't hate [C#m] the river for flowing, [G] can't blame the [D] wild wind [A] blowing.
Can't slow [G#m] time from running, [Em] we can't [D] stop what's coming.
[F#m] _ The [A] _
_ [D] _ bonfire [E] is burning, the birds [F#m]
returning.
_ [A] _ [D] An hour [E] by night, I'm [F#] on the road.
_ [A] _ _ _ [D]
Inside, [E] a shadow [F#m] that grows.
[A] _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ [E] _ _ [F#m] A darkness [A] in the darkness.
[D] A stranger, I'll [E] let you hold.
[C#] [F#] Outside [A] of your window, _ [D]
knocking [E] on your door.
[F#] When there is rain, [G#] [A] it pours, till there [D] is pain [E] no more.
[A] _
Wake up, [C#m] it's time to [C#] go, the taste of tears still in your [A] throat.
_ [C#m] Silence from your [E] songs reminds us [D] when you are [A] gone.
We can't hate [C#m] the river for flowing, can't [D] blame the wild wind [A] blowing.
Can't slow [C#m] time from [G] running, we can't [D] stop what's [F#m] coming.
_ _ [A] _ _ _ [D] _
_ [E] _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ [F#m] _
_ _ [A] _ _ [D] _ _ [E] _ _
_ [F#m] _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ [D] _
_ [E] _ _ _ [A] Wake [C#m] up, it's time to go, [G] the taste of tears still [D] in your throat.
[A] _
Silence [C#m] from your songs [C#] reminds us [D] when you are [A] gone.
We can't hate [G#] the river for flowing, [C#]
can't blame [D] the wild wind blowing.
Can't [G#] slow time from running, [G] we can't stop [D] what's [F#m] coming. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
You would think by now that people would know better than [C#] to ask me what I've been doing with my time.
And you would think, [G#m] by now, that I would have come up with an answer [G#] that would silence them.
But I still stumble, crumble and quiver when faced with this thankless inquiry.
I suppose I could [C#] tell them the truth.
That [G#] after all the [A] brooding, abstraction and evasion,
[A] there just isn't much [E] time left to do the work, [F#] or to tell the truth.
[Am] _ _ [D] _ _
_ [E] _ _ [F#] So here [A] you live, _ [D] trapped inside [E] the days, your [C#]
pen,
[A] _ _ _ [D] moving [E] across the page, [F#m] _ back [A] to where _ [D] _
it has [E] begun, _ [F] _ [G#] uncoiled. _
_ [Am] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ [F] _
_ [G#] What you [A] were, [D] what you will [E] become, [F] the [F#] days _ [Am] _
_ [D] sitting with [E] the sun.
_ [A] _
Wake [C#m] up, it's time to go, [Em] the taste of tears [D] still in your [A] throat.
Silence [C#m] from your songs reminds [C#] us [D] when you are [A] gone.
We can't hate [C#m] the river for flowing, [G] can't blame the [D] wild wind [A] blowing.
Can't slow [G#m] time from running, [Em] we can't [D] stop what's coming.
[F#m] _ The [A] _
_ [D] _ bonfire [E] is burning, the birds [F#m]
returning.
_ [A] _ [D] An hour [E] by night, I'm [F#] on the road.
_ [A] _ _ _ [D]
Inside, [E] a shadow [F#m] that grows.
[A] _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ [E] _ _ [F#m] A darkness [A] in the darkness.
[D] A stranger, I'll [E] let you hold.
[C#] [F#] Outside [A] of your window, _ [D]
knocking [E] on your door.
[F#] When there is rain, [G#] [A] it pours, till there [D] is pain [E] no more.
[A] _
Wake up, [C#m] it's time to [C#] go, the taste of tears still in your [A] throat.
_ [C#m] Silence from your [E] songs reminds us [D] when you are [A] gone.
We can't hate [C#m] the river for flowing, can't [D] blame the wild wind [A] blowing.
Can't slow [C#m] time from [G] running, we can't [D] stop what's [F#m] coming.
_ _ [A] _ _ _ [D] _
_ [E] _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ [F#m] _
_ _ [A] _ _ [D] _ _ [E] _ _
_ [F#m] _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ [D] _
_ [E] _ _ _ [A] Wake [C#m] up, it's time to go, [G] the taste of tears still [D] in your throat.
[A] _
Silence [C#m] from your songs [C#] reminds us [D] when you are [A] gone.
We can't hate [G#] the river for flowing, [C#]
can't blame [D] the wild wind blowing.
Can't [G#] slow time from running, [G] we can't stop [D] what's [F#m] coming. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _