Man Of A Thousand Faces Chords by Regina Spektor

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[Bb] The man of a thousand [Dm] faces sits [Bb] _ down at [Dm] the table _
_ [Gm] eats a small lump [Bb] of sugar and _ [Gm] smiles at the moon like [Bb] he knows her _
_ [Dm] and begins his quiet [Bb] ascension without [Dm] _ anyone's sturdy [Bb] instruction
to [F] a place that no [Bb] religion [F] _
_ [G] has found a path to our alikeness _
_ [Bb] _ his words are quiet [Dm] like stains are [Bb] on a tablecloth washed [Dm] in a river _ _
_ [F] stains that are trying [Bb] to [F] cover [Bb] for each [F] other or [G] at least blend in with the
pattern _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ that _ [Dm] I'm _ _ [Bb] _ _ _
_ [Dm] _ _ _ _ [Gm] _ crying [Bb] for things that I [Gm] tell others to do without [Bb] crying
_ _ [Dm] he used to go to his [Bb] favorite bookstore and [Dm] rip out his favorite [Bb] pages _ _ [Gm] and stuff
them into his [Bb] breast pockets _ [Gm] the moon to him was [Bb] a stranger
now [Dm] _ he sits down at [Bb] the table right [Dm] _ next to the [Bb] window
_ _ _ [Gm] _ begins his [Bb] quiet ascension _ _ [Gm] without anyone's sturdy [Bb] instruction _ _ [Gm] to a place
that [Bb] no religion _ _ [Gm] has found a path to our [Bb] alikeness
_ _ [Gm] and eats a small [Bb] lump of sugar and [Gm] _ smiles at the moon like [C] he knows her _ _ _ _ _