He deals the ca rds as a med itation,
And those he pl ays never suspec t.
He doesn’t play for the money 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 probable 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 money 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 King 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 money for this art,
But that’s not the shape of heart.
That’s not the shape, the shape of my heart.
B/F# B♭/B/F# Fm7/E♭m/B6 B♭7/BM7
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 too 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 too 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 money 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.
EonG# F#6/C#m7 E♭7sus4 E♭7/G#m