♠ ♣ ♦-- not the shape of my ♥

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 YheartY..

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 YheartY

That's not the shape, the shape of my YheartY.

And if I told you that I 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 nothin', 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 YheartY

That's not the shape, the shape of my YheartY

That's not the shape, the shape of my YheartY..

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