Biografia:
Sonata Arctica é uma banda da Finlândia de power metal.
A banda foi fundada por Tony Kakko, Jani Liimatainen, Tommy Portimo e Pentti Peura na cidade de Kemi em 1996. Com o nome original de Tricky Beans, a banda tocava musicas que em sua maioria eram influenciadas por hard rock e pouco se aproximavam do power metal de hoje. Durante a sua pequena carreira, eles gravaram três demos (Friend 'till the End, Agre Pamppers e PeaceMaker) que nunca foram enviados a nenhuma gravadora.
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Outras músicas:
- 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
Quatro anos de trabalho duro!Neste mês de maio fizemos quatro anos no ar. Continuamos trabalhando na divulgação deste maravilhoso instrumento, obrigado por participar da nossa história!
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
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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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