My Heart
Novecento feat. Dominic Miller Lyrics
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And those he plays never suspect
He doesn't play for the money he wins
He don't play for respect
He deals the cards to find the answer
The sacred geometry of chance
The hidden law of a probable outcome
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
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 heart
That's not the shape
The shape of my heart
If I told her 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
But 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 of my heart
That's not the shape
The shape of my heart
The song “Shape of My Heart” by Novecento feat. Dominic Miller is a song that reflects on the human condition, particularly the idea of playing games with fate. The singer of the song is someone who deals cards, not just as a way of earning money but also as a way of finding answers to important questions. He sees it as a sort of meditation, and the people he plays with never suspect what he is doing. His goal is not to win money or gain respect; rather, he is interested in the way that probability and chance shape our lives. The numbers on the cards lead a dance, and he is searching for the hidden law behind their movement.
The chorus of the song is particularly poignant, as it tells us that the shape of his heart is not determined by diamonds or spades or clubs. These symbols, which usually represent wealth, warfare, and power, have nothing to do with what really matters to him. He could play any of these cards – the jack of diamonds or the queen of spades – but they would not reveal who he really is. He is not a man of too many faces; the mask he wears is only one. Those who speak, he tells us, know nothing, and those who fear are lost.
The song has a deep philosophical undercurrent, and it invites us to reflect on the way that we live our lives. Are we playing games with fate? Are we trying to decipher its secrets through the cards we are dealt? Or do we realize that the shape of our hearts is something that cannot be determined by external symbols? These are questions that the song leaves us to consider, and it is a testament to the power of music that it can evoke such profound thoughts and emotions.
Line by Line Meaning
He deals the cards as a meditation
He shuffles the deck with calm and focus
And those he plays never suspect
His opponents do not realize the depth of his strategy
He doesn't play for the money he wins
His motivation goes beyond financial gain
He don't play for respect
He is not in pursuit of prestige
He deals the cards to find the answer
He looks to the cards for guidance
The sacred geometry of chance
He believes in the mystical patterns of probability
The hidden law of a probable outcome
He trusts in the unseen principles of fate
The numbers lead a dance
His actions are guided by the rhythm of chance
I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier
I understand the symbolism of the suits
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I recognize the metaphorical meaning of the cards
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
I acknowledge the financial incentives of the game
But that's not the shape of my heart
But that is not what truly drives me
He may play the jack of diamonds
He might use a certain card to his advantage
He may lay the queen of spades
He might place a card strategically
He may conceal a king in his hand
He might keep a powerful card hidden
While the memory of it fades
As time passes, details become less clear
If I told her that I loved you
If I expressed my true feelings about you to her
You'd maybe think there's something wrong
You might suspect an ulterior motive
I'm not a man of too many faces
I am not one to put on false personas
The mask I wear is one
The facade I present is singular
But those who speak know nothing
Those who talk often lack true understanding
And find out to their cost
And often pay the consequences for their ignorance
Like those who curse their luck in too many places
Like those who blame their misfortune on external factors
And those who fear are lost
And those who live in fear are doomed to fail
That's not the shape of my heart
That superficial understanding does not define me
That's not the shape
That's not what truly motivates me
The shape of my heart
My true nature and motivations
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Dominic James Miller, Gordon Matthew Sumner
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