Biography:
Charles Andrew Bothwell (born December 13, 1981), better known by his stage name Astronautalis, is an American alternative hip hop artist currently based in Minneapolis, Minnesota.
After gaining some recognition in local circles in Jacksonville, Florida and competing at Scribble Jam, Astronautalis self-released his debut album, You and Yer Good Ideas, in 2003. He eventually signed with Fighting Records and the record was re-released in 2005, followed by his second album, The Mighty Ocean and Nine Dark Theaters, in 2006.
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The most difficult thing about this song is performing it at Astro's speed, but if you slow it down a bit,
it's nice too.
These three chords repeated through the song:
Em
G
C
Em
Dreamed up the maps,
G C
give me charcoal and the paper now.
We invent paths they cannot see,
and they're to scared walk.
Em G C
Between my hands rests 52 plain old playing cards,
And I trapped God somewhere between
the trump and the king of hearts.
Em
Joni Mitchell said "we are stardust,
G C
we are golden", we are all the same.
Blood paints the story of our love,
across the bathroom floor towards the drain.
Em G
Funny how everything just piles up, till one day,
C
you can't believe how far you came.
I'm made of mountains, made of metal,
made of whiskey, and waves.
Em
Won't believe your own breath,
G
when the bold words finally escape your mouth.
C
Keep your secrets hidden,
till we're certain of just what we've found.
Em
Yeah, they bleed just like us,
G
but our calling is what shapes us now.
C
Won't be held back, won't be tied up,
won't be pinned down.
Em G
Won't be held back, won't be tied up,
won't be pinned down.
C
Won't be held back, won't be tied up,
won't be pinned down.
Em G
Won't be held back, won't be tied up,
won't be pinned down.
C
Won't be held back, won't be...
Not now.
Em
Dreamed up the maps,
G C
give me charcoal and the paper now.
We invent paths they cannot see,
and they're to scared walk.
Em G C
Between my hands rests 52 plain old playing cards,
And I trapped God somewhere between
the trump and the king of hearts.
Em
Trump and the king of hearts.
G
Trump and the king of hearts.
C
Trump and the king of...trump and the king of...trump and the king of hearts.
Em
Trump and the king of hearts.
G
Trump and the king of hearts.
C
Trump and the king of...trump and the king of...trump and the king of hearts.
Em
It came to me, as strange as it seems,
G
From a simple deck of cards laid ace to kings.
C
With my fingernail slipped under King Charlemagne,
I flipped the edge and traced the grain,
and watched it fall like a breaking wave.
Em
The ace of spades was last to splash.
G
Trump to suicide kings, they all turned Bicycle backs.
C
I stared in the pattern, a pair of seraphim flashed,
And it just fit, elegant, "aww shit!". That's that.
Em
Strange how you can waste away pained with one thing,
G
The watchmaker breaks sweat, he can't tame a dumb spring.
C
Then one day its as plain as the nose above your smug grin,
like, "look what the cat dragged in!"
Em
Woke from a dream, hands heavy in cold sweat,
G
Jumped from the bed, snatched up charcoal quick.
C
Sketching frantically upon the bedroom brick,
It came together and it fit like this:
Em G
Give me a lever and a place to stand, I'll move the world.
C
You think you're clever, but you never, seen how it really works.
Em
Really works.
G C
Really works.
Really works. Really works.
Em
Really works.
G C
Really works.
Really works. Really works. Oh no...
Em
Dreamed up the maps,
G C
give me charcoal and the paper now.
We invent paths they cannot see,
and they're to scared walk.
Em G
Between my hands rests 52 plain old playing cards,
And I trapped God somewhere between
C
the trump and the king of hearts.
Em
Trump and the king of hearts.
G
Trump and the king of hearts.
C
Trump and the king of...trump and the king of...trump and the king of hearts.
Em
Trump and the king of hearts.
G
Trump and the king of hearts.
C
Trump and the king of...trump and the king of...trump and the king of hearts.
it's nice too.
These three chords repeated through the song:
Em
G
C
Em
Dreamed up the maps,
G C
give me charcoal and the paper now.
We invent paths they cannot see,
and they're to scared walk.
Em G C
Between my hands rests 52 plain old playing cards,
And I trapped God somewhere between
the trump and the king of hearts.
Em
Joni Mitchell said "we are stardust,
G C
we are golden", we are all the same.
Blood paints the story of our love,
across the bathroom floor towards the drain.
Em G
Funny how everything just piles up, till one day,
C
you can't believe how far you came.
I'm made of mountains, made of metal,
made of whiskey, and waves.
Em
Won't believe your own breath,
G
when the bold words finally escape your mouth.
C
Keep your secrets hidden,
till we're certain of just what we've found.
Em
Yeah, they bleed just like us,
G
but our calling is what shapes us now.
C
Won't be held back, won't be tied up,
won't be pinned down.
Em G
Won't be held back, won't be tied up,
won't be pinned down.
C
Won't be held back, won't be tied up,
won't be pinned down.
Em G
Won't be held back, won't be tied up,
won't be pinned down.
C
Won't be held back, won't be...
Not now.
Em
Dreamed up the maps,
G C
give me charcoal and the paper now.
We invent paths they cannot see,
and they're to scared walk.
Em G C
Between my hands rests 52 plain old playing cards,
And I trapped God somewhere between
the trump and the king of hearts.
Em
Trump and the king of hearts.
G
Trump and the king of hearts.
C
Trump and the king of...trump and the king of...trump and the king of hearts.
Em
Trump and the king of hearts.
G
Trump and the king of hearts.
C
Trump and the king of...trump and the king of...trump and the king of hearts.
Em
It came to me, as strange as it seems,
G
From a simple deck of cards laid ace to kings.
C
With my fingernail slipped under King Charlemagne,
I flipped the edge and traced the grain,
and watched it fall like a breaking wave.
Em
The ace of spades was last to splash.
G
Trump to suicide kings, they all turned Bicycle backs.
C
I stared in the pattern, a pair of seraphim flashed,
And it just fit, elegant, "aww shit!". That's that.
Em
Strange how you can waste away pained with one thing,
G
The watchmaker breaks sweat, he can't tame a dumb spring.
C
Then one day its as plain as the nose above your smug grin,
like, "look what the cat dragged in!"
Em
Woke from a dream, hands heavy in cold sweat,
G
Jumped from the bed, snatched up charcoal quick.
C
Sketching frantically upon the bedroom brick,
It came together and it fit like this:
Em G
Give me a lever and a place to stand, I'll move the world.
C
You think you're clever, but you never, seen how it really works.
Em
Really works.
G C
Really works.
Really works. Really works.
Em
Really works.
G C
Really works.
Really works. Really works. Oh no...
Em
Dreamed up the maps,
G C
give me charcoal and the paper now.
We invent paths they cannot see,
and they're to scared walk.
Em G
Between my hands rests 52 plain old playing cards,
And I trapped God somewhere between
C
the trump and the king of hearts.
Em
Trump and the king of hearts.
G
Trump and the king of hearts.
C
Trump and the king of...trump and the king of...trump and the king of hearts.
Em
Trump and the king of hearts.
G
Trump and the king of hearts.
C
Trump and the king of...trump and the king of...trump and the king of hearts.
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