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Thursday, April 26, 2012

The Shape Of My Heart

 The LORD your GOD
will circumcise your hearts 
and the hearts of your descendants, 
so that you may love him 
with all your heart 
and with all your soul, 
and live.
 

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 deals the cards to find the answer
The sacred geometry of chance
The hidden law of 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 heart
That's not the shape, 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

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 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 shape of my heart

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