G Bm E C E Am C G Bm In tiny rhythms E Is this code C E That breaks itself down Am C As it goes G Bm It speaks in simple E Easy prose C E If you look and you listen, Am You will know D B7 E G C That I've turned to face the wind G Bm E But I can't be up there long at all C E Am It's the air and I've tried, but I can't C (Oh, I can't) G Bm 'Cause it's bloody freezing E In the dark C E Am And burning up by dawn D B7 E G C I've turned to face the wind D B7 E G C But I might turn my back again G Bm E C E Am C G Bm E And it feels like Sunday afternoon C E Am Downtown, the people have all long gone home C (Gone home) G Bm The shops all shuttered E On empty roads C E Am But you just keep on keepin' on D B7 E G C I've turned to face the wind D B7 E G C And I might turn my back again
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