He deals the cards as a meditation and those he plays never suspect

He doesn t play for the money he wins. He doesn t play for respect

He deals the cards to find the answer, the sacred geometry of chance

The hidden law of a probable outcome. The numbers lead a dance

I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier

I know that the clubs are weapons of war

I know that diamonds mean money for this art

But that s not the shape of my heart

He may play the jack of diamonds. He may lay the queen of spades

He may conceal a king in his hand while the memory of it fades

I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier

I know that the clubs are weapons of war

I know that diamonds mean money for this art

But that s not the shape of my heart, that s not the shape of my heart

And if I told you that I ve loved you you d maybe think there s something wrong

I m not a man of too many faces. The mask I wear is one

Well, those who speak know nothing and find out to their cost

Like those who curse their luck in too many places and those who fear are lost

I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier

I know that the clubs are weapons of war

I know that diamonds mean money for this art

But that s not the shape of my heart, that s not the shape of my heart