He deals the cards as a meditation
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And those he plays never suspect
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He doesn´t play for the money he wins
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He doesn´t play for respect
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He deals the cards to find the answer
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The sacred geometry of chance
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The hidden law of a probable outcome
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The numbers lead the dance
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I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier
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I know that the clubs are weapons of war
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I know that diamonds mean money for this art
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That´s not the shape of my heart
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He may play the jack of diamonds
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He may lay the queen of spades
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He may conceal a king in his hand
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While the memory of it fades
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I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier
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I know that the clubs are weapons of war
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I know that diamonds mean money for this art
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That´s not the shape of my heart
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That´s not the shape, the shape of my heart
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And if I told you that I loved you
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You maybe think there´s something wrong
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I´m not a man of too many faces
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The mask I wear is one
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Those who speak know nothing
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And find out to their cost
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Like those who curse their luck in too many places
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And those who fear are lost
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I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier
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I know that the clubs are weapons of war
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I know that diamonds mean money for this art
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That´s not the shape of my heart
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That´s not the shape of my heart
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That´s not the shape, the shape of my heart
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Shape of my Heart
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