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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 the cards to find the answer
The sacred geometry of chance
The law of probable outcome
The numbers lead a dance
I the spades
Are the swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
But that's not the of my heart
He may the of diamonds
He may lay the of spades
He may conceal a king in his hand
While the of it fades
I know 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
The of my heart
And if I told you that I loved you
You'd maybe there's wrong
I'm not a man of too many faces
The mask I wear is one
Those who speak know nothing
And out to their cost
Like those who curse their luck in too places
And those who are lost
I know that the spades
Are the swords of a soldier
I know the clubs are of war
I know that diamonds mean for this art
But that's not the shape of my heart
That's not the 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 the cards to find the answer
The sacred geometry of chance
The law of probable outcome
The numbers lead a dance
I the spades
Are the swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
But that's not the of my heart
He may the of diamonds
He may lay the of spades
He may conceal a king in his hand
While the of it fades
I know 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
The of my heart
And if I told you that I loved you
You'd maybe there's wrong
I'm not a man of too many faces
The mask I wear is one
Those who speak know nothing
And out to their cost
Like those who curse their luck in too places
And those who are lost
I know that the spades
Are the swords of a soldier
I know the clubs are of war
I know that diamonds mean for this art
But that's not the shape of my heart
That's not the of my heart
That's not the shape
The shape of my heart
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