X Marks The Spot

x marks the spot - sonata arctica - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - i had to leave out some parts of the original song so it is an "acoustic" version - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Intro : C#m E G# C#m C#m you’re a man of impeccable taste E G# C#m and you know when the x marks the spot C#m we all need a map for the trail of your thought E G# C#m where to go , well , the x marks the spot A C#m you seem to have a misgiving E hell yeah , you make a living G# don’t add bricks to what we’re heaving A we would so much F# C#m rather the enjoy beach , beer and a fire Cm you think something somewhere has a copyright for the world D# G Cm and you’ve signed where the x marks the spot Cm you join a cult , fill the void that you’ve got D# G Gm deep within where the x marks the spot G# Cm there you stand n’ talk and holler D# how dark are all your colors G when you paint another sunrise G# D# C A# you leave out the sun A# F C birds like you fly straight to heaven , heaven A# or they slowly float away . . . C#m how well do you know those you’re calling your own? E G# C#m i mean . . . come on dude! x marks the spot C#m your starving soul in your house of skin and bone E G# C#m 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 F# when you paint another sunrise G C#m 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 F# C#m birds like you fly straight to heaven , heaven B D# 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 C#m or they slowly float away . . . C#m G# Am F# A E B birds like you fly straight to heaven , heaven A or they slowly float away . . . B F# C#m birds like you fly straight to heaven , heaven B or they slowly float away