Tiny accords

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