X Marks The Spot

Sonata Arctica

Tom original: Gm Capotraste: Sem capotraste Acordes: 16
Gm
Intro: Dbm
            E   Ab  Dbm
Dbm
You're a man of impeccable taste
        E             Ab          Dbm
And you know when the X marks the spot
Dbm
We all need a map for the trail of your thought
         E             Ab          Dbm
Where to go, well, the X marks the spot
A                     Dbm
You seem to have a misgiving
                      E
Hell yeah, you make a living
                               Ab
Don't add bricks to what we're heaving
A
We would so much
Gb         Dbm
Rather the enjoy beach, beer and a fire
Cm
You think something somewhere
Has a copyright for the world
           Eb               G           Cm
And you've signed where the X marks the spot
Cm
You join a cult, fill the void that you've got
         Eb           G           Gm
Deep within where the X marks the spot
Ab                          Cm
There you stand n' talk and holler
                      Eb
How dark are all your colors
                       G
When you paint another sunrise
Ab        Eb      C Bb
You leave out the sun
Bb                             F       C
Birds like you fly straight to heaven, heaven
Bb
Or they slowly float away...
Dbm
How well do you know those you're calling your own?
        E               Ab          Dbm
I mean... come on dude! X marks the spot
Dbm
Your starving soul in your house of skin and bone
          E           Ab          Dbm
You're an island, the X marks the spot
G                           Bm
There you stand n' talk and holler
                      D
How dark are all your colors
                       Gb
When you paint another sunrise
G         Dbm     B A
You leave out the sun
A                              E       B
Birds like you fly straight to heaven, heaven
A
Or they slowly float away...
B                              Gb      Dbm
Birds like you fly straight to heaven, heaven
B                     Eb
Or they slowly float away
Am
C      E      Am
Am
You're a circus, but where is the clown
           C             E           Am
There's no map, still the X marks the spot
F                           Am
There you stand n' talk and holler
                      C
How dark are all your colors
                       E
When you paint another sunrise
F         G       Am G
You leave out the sun
A                              E       B
Birds like you fly straight to heaven, heaven
A
Or they slowly float down
Into the night with senior John Barleycorn
E       B
Heaven, heaven
A                    Dbm
Or they slowly float away...
Dbm  Ab Am Gb
A                              E       B
Birds like you fly straight to heaven, heaven
A
Or they slowly float away...
B                              Gb      Dbm
Birds like you fly straight to heaven, heaven
B
Or they slowly float away
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I had to leave out some parts of the original song so it is an "acoustic" version
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