Monday's Music Lyrics conitnues this week with one of my most treasured songs. Anyone who knows me, knows Sting is my favorite artist. More importantly, I find his lyrics very deep, perplexing, debatable and often left to one's interpretation. One such song is 'Shape of My Heart.' This song has been samnpled, performed and remade by many other artistis over the years. Combined by the sweet sound of his guitarist Dominic Miller and the perplexing lyrics "Shape of My Heart' is certainly a classic and one of my all-time favorite songs... I've determined my interpreation of the meaning behind this song, I wonder what yours will be?
Shape of My Heart, by Sting
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 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
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 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
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
Those who speak know nothing
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 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
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