Oceanwalk Chords by Astronautalis
Tempo:
107.85 bpm
Chords used:
D
Bm
G
E
B
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[D]
[E] [Bm]
[D] 40 steps to the end of the private lives, 54 steps on to the upturned hand, [Bm] 233 steps
towards the hidden yard, 527 steps to the lion's [D] mouth, 184 steps to the etching box,
376 steps to the walking bikes, [Bm] 433 [E] steps to the watchtower [Bm] on the sea, 17 steps down
to the beach.
I saw the door and I looked through the entrance, stare down night sky, dot patterns seeming
endless, broken friendship, dandy dog unleashed, door latch caught spot, shoes stomp on [D] street,
tape deck plays and the reels spin, suburb sound closed down as [G] boomfap begins, [B] red face
hide in [E] the shades of the trees as buggered blue moon lights pass through the [D] leaf, carry
out my concerning deed, in the information of darkness, come [G] come come for the cave girl
locked inside of [B] apartment, spark this with a mark in mistakes and minors [G] learning how
to fill a better book of matches by watching the [A] fire burning, count all my dreams on a
[D] pair of Pinocchio fingers, and trace the trail back home by the tumbling [B] splinters, a silly
beginner basic apprentice aggression [Bm] in the absence of a master trying to make up my own lessons.
[B]
[Bm] [A]
[D] From the dreams to the leaves to the cracks in the pavement to the brooches and rags to
the arm across basin from the slides to the thieves to the cross I complain as they say
ain't that long when you count out the faces from the bridge to the track to the aliens
to statements to the grief to the crap that they all want to [F#] wait until the fourth and
back to fourth and back there's no turning back back back back.
[E]
[Bm] [G]
[D] Secrets explode whether you mean it or not, lock line dreams with the right keys but I
worked the wrong [Bm] locks, strong box screws split quickly full record [E] retighten, I learned
lightning [G] strikes and leads before the [D] length leaks at like waking in the dead to live and
work with the fleece I was a vampire [E] roaming streets when I'd a swear as I was [B] asleep,
the beeping of the [G] buzzer burned my brain the next day I tried to brush my teeth but
never could remove the [D] blood stain, a devil like the moon lighting goes tiring from trying
if you've got to work a day job and keep the [Em] villagers from [Bm] rioting, list of lies the length
and long the left life lame and [D] honest invited the world to my home and choked the bones
stacked in my closet, dumb little skeleton walking miles to chase the silly dreams,
stubborn skulls, full suits [G] punctuated by a [B] bracelet, all the while [G] stalking walking awkward
through the night in the stomach of the suburbs with the dark by my [D] side.
[Bm] [G]
[A] [D] From the dreams to the leaves to the cracks in the pavement to the roaches and rats to
the harmful cars pacing from the spies to the thieves to the cross eyed complainers
to the ain't that long when you count out the faces from the bridge to the tracks to
the aliens the statements to the grief to the crap that they all want to [F#m] wait until
the fourth and back the fourth and [D] back the fourth and back and back and back and back and back.
From the dreams to the leaves to the cracks in the pavement to the roaches and rats to
the harmful cars pacing from the spies to the thieves to the cross eyed complainers
to the ain't that long when you count out the faces from the bridge to the tracks to
the aliens the statements to the grief to the crap that they all want to wait [F#m] until
the fourth and back the fourth and back [D] the fourth and back and back and back and back and back.
From the dreams to the leaves to the cracks in the pavement to the roaches and rats to
the harmful cars pacing from the spies to the thieves to the cross eyed complainers
to the ain't that long when you count out the faces from the bridge to the tracks to
the aliens the statements to the grief to the crap that they all want [F#m] to wait until
The forth and back, the forth and back, there's [G] no turning back and back and back and [D] back again.
[Bm] [G] [A]
[G] [Bm]
[D]
[A]
[E] [Bm]
[D] 40 steps to the end of the private lives, 54 steps on to the upturned hand, [Bm] 233 steps
towards the hidden yard, 527 steps to the lion's [D] mouth, 184 steps to the etching box,
376 steps to the walking bikes, [Bm] 433 [E] steps to the watchtower [Bm] on the sea, 17 steps down
to the beach.
I saw the door and I looked through the entrance, stare down night sky, dot patterns seeming
endless, broken friendship, dandy dog unleashed, door latch caught spot, shoes stomp on [D] street,
tape deck plays and the reels spin, suburb sound closed down as [G] boomfap begins, [B] red face
hide in [E] the shades of the trees as buggered blue moon lights pass through the [D] leaf, carry
out my concerning deed, in the information of darkness, come [G] come come for the cave girl
locked inside of [B] apartment, spark this with a mark in mistakes and minors [G] learning how
to fill a better book of matches by watching the [A] fire burning, count all my dreams on a
[D] pair of Pinocchio fingers, and trace the trail back home by the tumbling [B] splinters, a silly
beginner basic apprentice aggression [Bm] in the absence of a master trying to make up my own lessons.
[B]
[Bm] [A]
[D] From the dreams to the leaves to the cracks in the pavement to the brooches and rags to
the arm across basin from the slides to the thieves to the cross I complain as they say
ain't that long when you count out the faces from the bridge to the track to the aliens
to statements to the grief to the crap that they all want to [F#] wait until the fourth and
back to fourth and back there's no turning back back back back.
[E]
[Bm] [G]
[D] Secrets explode whether you mean it or not, lock line dreams with the right keys but I
worked the wrong [Bm] locks, strong box screws split quickly full record [E] retighten, I learned
lightning [G] strikes and leads before the [D] length leaks at like waking in the dead to live and
work with the fleece I was a vampire [E] roaming streets when I'd a swear as I was [B] asleep,
the beeping of the [G] buzzer burned my brain the next day I tried to brush my teeth but
never could remove the [D] blood stain, a devil like the moon lighting goes tiring from trying
if you've got to work a day job and keep the [Em] villagers from [Bm] rioting, list of lies the length
and long the left life lame and [D] honest invited the world to my home and choked the bones
stacked in my closet, dumb little skeleton walking miles to chase the silly dreams,
stubborn skulls, full suits [G] punctuated by a [B] bracelet, all the while [G] stalking walking awkward
through the night in the stomach of the suburbs with the dark by my [D] side.
[Bm] [G]
[A] [D] From the dreams to the leaves to the cracks in the pavement to the roaches and rats to
the harmful cars pacing from the spies to the thieves to the cross eyed complainers
to the ain't that long when you count out the faces from the bridge to the tracks to
the aliens the statements to the grief to the crap that they all want to [F#m] wait until
the fourth and back the fourth and [D] back the fourth and back and back and back and back and back.
From the dreams to the leaves to the cracks in the pavement to the roaches and rats to
the harmful cars pacing from the spies to the thieves to the cross eyed complainers
to the ain't that long when you count out the faces from the bridge to the tracks to
the aliens the statements to the grief to the crap that they all want to wait [F#m] until
the fourth and back the fourth and back [D] the fourth and back and back and back and back and back.
From the dreams to the leaves to the cracks in the pavement to the roaches and rats to
the harmful cars pacing from the spies to the thieves to the cross eyed complainers
to the ain't that long when you count out the faces from the bridge to the tracks to
the aliens the statements to the grief to the crap that they all want [F#m] to wait until
The forth and back, the forth and back, there's [G] no turning back and back and back and [D] back again.
[Bm] [G] [A]
[G] [Bm]
[D]
[A]
Key:
D
Bm
G
E
B
D
Bm
G
_ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [D] 40 steps to the end of the private lives, 54 steps on to the upturned hand, [Bm] _ 233 steps
towards the hidden yard, _ 527 steps to the lion's [D] mouth, 184 steps to the etching box,
_ 376 steps to the walking bikes, [Bm] _ 433 [E] steps to the watchtower [Bm] on the sea, 17 steps down
to the beach.
I saw the door and I looked through the entrance, stare down night sky, dot patterns seeming
endless, broken friendship, dandy dog unleashed, door latch caught spot, shoes stomp on [D] street,
tape deck plays and the reels spin, suburb sound closed down as [G] boomfap begins, [B] red face
hide in [E] the shades of the trees as buggered blue moon lights pass through the [D] leaf, carry
out my concerning deed, in the information of darkness, come [G] come come for the cave girl
locked inside of [B] apartment, spark this with a mark in mistakes and minors [G] learning how
to fill a better book of matches by watching the [A] fire burning, count all my dreams on a
[D] pair of Pinocchio fingers, and trace the trail back home by the tumbling [B] splinters, a silly
beginner basic apprentice aggression [Bm] in the absence of a master trying to make up my own lessons. _ _
_ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _
[Bm] _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ [D] From the dreams to the leaves to the cracks in the pavement to the brooches and rags to
the arm across basin from the slides to the thieves to the cross I complain as they say
ain't that long when you count out the faces from the bridge to the track to the aliens
to statements to the grief to the crap that they all want to [F#] wait until the fourth and
back to fourth and back there's no turning back back back back. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
[Bm] _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ Secrets explode whether you mean it or not, lock line dreams with the right keys but I
worked the wrong [Bm] locks, strong box screws split quickly full record [E] retighten, I learned
lightning [G] strikes and leads before the [D] length leaks at like waking in the dead to live and
work with the fleece I was a vampire [E] roaming streets when I'd a swear as I was [B] asleep,
the beeping of the [G] buzzer burned my brain the next day I tried to brush my teeth but
never could remove the [D] blood stain, a devil like the moon lighting goes tiring from trying
if you've got to work a day job and keep the [Em] villagers from [Bm] rioting, list of lies the length
and long the left life lame and [D] honest invited the world to my home and choked the bones
stacked in my closet, dumb little skeleton walking miles to chase the silly dreams,
stubborn skulls, full suits [G] punctuated by a [B] bracelet, all the while [G] stalking walking awkward
through the night in the stomach of the suburbs with the dark by my [D] side. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ [D] From the dreams to the leaves to the cracks in the pavement to the roaches and rats to
the harmful cars pacing from the spies to the thieves to the cross eyed complainers
to the ain't that long when you count out the faces from the bridge to the tracks to
the aliens the statements to the grief to the crap that they all want to [F#m] wait until
the fourth and back the fourth and [D] back the fourth and back and back and back and back and back.
From the dreams to the leaves to the cracks in the pavement to the roaches and rats to
the harmful cars pacing from the spies to the thieves to the cross eyed complainers
to the ain't that long when you count out the faces from the bridge to the tracks to
the aliens the statements to the grief to the crap that they all want to wait [F#m] until
the fourth and back the fourth and back [D] the fourth and back and back and back and back and back.
From the dreams to the leaves to the cracks in the pavement to the roaches and rats to
the harmful cars pacing from the spies to the thieves to the cross eyed complainers
to the ain't that long when you count out the faces from the bridge to the tracks to
the aliens the statements to the grief to the crap that they all want [F#m] to wait until
The forth and back, the forth and back, there's [G] no turning back and back and back and [D] back again. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Bm] _ _ _ [G] _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ [Bm] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [D] 40 steps to the end of the private lives, 54 steps on to the upturned hand, [Bm] _ 233 steps
towards the hidden yard, _ 527 steps to the lion's [D] mouth, 184 steps to the etching box,
_ 376 steps to the walking bikes, [Bm] _ 433 [E] steps to the watchtower [Bm] on the sea, 17 steps down
to the beach.
I saw the door and I looked through the entrance, stare down night sky, dot patterns seeming
endless, broken friendship, dandy dog unleashed, door latch caught spot, shoes stomp on [D] street,
tape deck plays and the reels spin, suburb sound closed down as [G] boomfap begins, [B] red face
hide in [E] the shades of the trees as buggered blue moon lights pass through the [D] leaf, carry
out my concerning deed, in the information of darkness, come [G] come come for the cave girl
locked inside of [B] apartment, spark this with a mark in mistakes and minors [G] learning how
to fill a better book of matches by watching the [A] fire burning, count all my dreams on a
[D] pair of Pinocchio fingers, and trace the trail back home by the tumbling [B] splinters, a silly
beginner basic apprentice aggression [Bm] in the absence of a master trying to make up my own lessons. _ _
_ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _
[Bm] _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ [D] From the dreams to the leaves to the cracks in the pavement to the brooches and rags to
the arm across basin from the slides to the thieves to the cross I complain as they say
ain't that long when you count out the faces from the bridge to the track to the aliens
to statements to the grief to the crap that they all want to [F#] wait until the fourth and
back to fourth and back there's no turning back back back back. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
[Bm] _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ Secrets explode whether you mean it or not, lock line dreams with the right keys but I
worked the wrong [Bm] locks, strong box screws split quickly full record [E] retighten, I learned
lightning [G] strikes and leads before the [D] length leaks at like waking in the dead to live and
work with the fleece I was a vampire [E] roaming streets when I'd a swear as I was [B] asleep,
the beeping of the [G] buzzer burned my brain the next day I tried to brush my teeth but
never could remove the [D] blood stain, a devil like the moon lighting goes tiring from trying
if you've got to work a day job and keep the [Em] villagers from [Bm] rioting, list of lies the length
and long the left life lame and [D] honest invited the world to my home and choked the bones
stacked in my closet, dumb little skeleton walking miles to chase the silly dreams,
stubborn skulls, full suits [G] punctuated by a [B] bracelet, all the while [G] stalking walking awkward
through the night in the stomach of the suburbs with the dark by my [D] side. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ [D] From the dreams to the leaves to the cracks in the pavement to the roaches and rats to
the harmful cars pacing from the spies to the thieves to the cross eyed complainers
to the ain't that long when you count out the faces from the bridge to the tracks to
the aliens the statements to the grief to the crap that they all want to [F#m] wait until
the fourth and back the fourth and [D] back the fourth and back and back and back and back and back.
From the dreams to the leaves to the cracks in the pavement to the roaches and rats to
the harmful cars pacing from the spies to the thieves to the cross eyed complainers
to the ain't that long when you count out the faces from the bridge to the tracks to
the aliens the statements to the grief to the crap that they all want to wait [F#m] until
the fourth and back the fourth and back [D] the fourth and back and back and back and back and back.
From the dreams to the leaves to the cracks in the pavement to the roaches and rats to
the harmful cars pacing from the spies to the thieves to the cross eyed complainers
to the ain't that long when you count out the faces from the bridge to the tracks to
the aliens the statements to the grief to the crap that they all want [F#m] to wait until
The forth and back, the forth and back, there's [G] no turning back and back and back and [D] back again. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Bm] _ _ _ [G] _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ [Bm] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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