He deals the ca rds as a med itation,
And those he pl ays never suspec t.
He doesn’t play for the mo ney he wins,
He don’t play for respect.
He deals the ca rds to find the answer,
The sacred ge ometry of cha nce.
The hidden laws of a p robable outcome,
The numbers lead a dance.
I know that the sp ades are the swo rds of a soldier,
I know that the cl ubs are weapons of war .
I know that diamonds mean m oney for this art,
But that’s not the shape of heart.
He may pl ay the Jack of Dia monds,
He may la y the Queen of Spa des.
He may conceal the K ing in his hand,
While the memory of it fades.
I know that the sp ades are the swo rds of a soldier,
I know that the cl ubs are weapons of war .
I know that diamonds mean m oney for this art,
But that’s not the shape of heart.
That’s not the shape, the shape of my heart.
F#/C# F/F#/C# Cm7/B♭m/F#6 F7/F#M7
And if I to ld you that I loved you ,
You’d maybe thi nk there’s something wrong .
I’m not a man of to o many faces,
The mask I wear is one.
For th ose who speak know nothi ng,
And fi nd out to their cos t.
Like those who curse their luck in t oo many places,
And those who fear have lost.
I know that the sp ades are the swo rds of a soldier,
I know that the cl ubs are weapons of war .
I know that diamonds mean m oney for this art,
But that’s not the shape of my heart.
that's not the shape of my heart.
that's not the shape, the shape of my heart.
BonE♭ C#6/G#m7 B♭7sus4 B♭7/E♭m