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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 the respect
He deals the cards to find the answer
The sacred geometry of chance
The hidden law of probable outcome
The numbers a dance
I that the spades
Are the swords of a soldier
I that the are weapons of war
I know that diamonds for this art
But that's not the shape of my heart
He may play the of diamonds
He may lay the queen of spades
He may a in his hand
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 diamonds mean money for this art
But that's not the shape of my heart
That's not the shape
The shape of my heart
And if I you that I loved you
You'd think there's something wrong
I'm not a man of too many faces
The mask I wear is one
Those who speak nothing
And find out to cost
Like those who curse their luck in too 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 diamonds mean 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
And those he plays never suspect
He doesn't play for the money he wins
He doesn't play for the respect
He deals the cards to find the answer
The sacred geometry of chance
The hidden law of probable outcome
The numbers a dance
I that the spades
Are the swords of a soldier
I that the are weapons of war
I know that diamonds for this art
But that's not the shape of my heart
He may play the of diamonds
He may lay the queen of spades
He may a in his hand
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 diamonds mean money for this art
But that's not the shape of my heart
That's not the shape
The shape of my heart
And if I you that I loved you
You'd think there's something wrong
I'm not a man of too many faces
The mask I wear is one
Those who speak nothing
And find out to cost
Like those who curse their luck in too 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 diamonds mean 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
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