There are very few songs which I fall in love with the first time I hear them. This one tops the list. Shape of my heart is undoubtedly one of most melodious songs of recent times! Probably the best by Sting. I stumbled upon this song when I heard it as a background score in the season (7) finale of Hustle. It fits the situation of the protagonist perfectly.
The song itself describes a nonchalant yet graceful person who takes life as it comes, with no regrets. He believes in what he does and does everything with a sense of austerity to it. He is always in pursuit of the unknown. He is a simple man with nothing to hide. The song paints the portrait of a person who is in complete control of his senses having an air of detachment with the world, to an extent which almost borders the line of objective indifference. Also portrays a feeling of guilt which he has to bear, for he feels responsible for a lost love, a failed relationship.
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 danceI 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 heartHe 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 fadesI 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 heartAnd 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 lostI 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