Biografía:
Sonata Arctica es una banda de Power Metal proveniente de la ciudad de Kemi, Finlandia.
La banda fue fundada bajo el nombre de Tricky Beans y en sus inicios tocaban canciones fuertemente influidas por el género rock and roll, las cuales no tenían mucho que ver con su actual estilo, el Power Metal. Al principio de su carrera, grabaron 3 demos que nunca fueron enviados a ningún sello discográfico - Friend 'till The End, Agre Pamppers y PeaceMaker..
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Otras canciones:
- Fullmoon
- Letter To Dana
- Mary Lou
- My Selene
- San Sebastian
- Shy
- Tallulah
- 8Th Commandment
- Aint Your Fairytale
- Alone In Heaven
- As If The World Wasnt Ending
- Black Sheep
- Blank File
- Blinded No More
- Blood
- Breathing
- Broken
- Caleb
- Candle Lawns
- Cinderblox
- Closer To An Animal
- Cloud Factory
- Destruction Preventer
- Dont Be Mean
- Dont Say A Word
- Flag In The Ground
- Fly Navigate Communicate
- For The Sake Of Revenge
- Good Enough Is Good Enough
- Gravenimage
- Half A Marathon Man
- I Have A Right
- In The Dark
- Juliet
- Kingdom For A Heart
- Last Drop Falls
- Love
- Mary
- Misery
- My Land
- Only The Broken Hearts Make You Beautiful
- Paid In Full
- Picturing The Past
- Replica
- Respect The Wilderness
- Rest Of The Sun Belongs To Me
- Running Lights
- San Sebastian Revisited
- Shamandalie
- Sing In Silence
- Somewhere Close To You
- The Boy Who Wanted To Be A Real Puppet
- The Cage
- The Day
- The End Of This Chapter
- The Last Amazing Grays
- The Truth Is Out There
- The Wolves Die Young
- They Follow
- Tonight I Dance Alone
- Under Your Tree
- Unopened
- Victorias Secret
- We Are What We Are
- Weballergy
- What Did You Do In The War Dad
- White Pearl Black Oceans
- Wildfire
- Wolf And Raven
- Worlds Forgotten The Words Forbidden
- X Marks The Spot
¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
X Marks The Spot - Sonata Arctica
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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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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
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------
I had to leave out some parts of the original song so it is an "acoustic" version
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------
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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