[Verse 1] 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
[Verse 2] 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
[Chorus] 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 heart
[Verse 3] He may play the jack of diamonds He may lay the queen of spades He may conceal a king in his hand While a memory of it fades