This is a hauntingly beautiful song about introspection, specifically about looking back at a relationship that started bad and ended so poorly, that the narrator wants to go back to the very beginning and tell himself to not even travel down that road. I believe that the relationship started poorly because of the lines:
"Take me back to the night we met:When the night was full of terrors: And your eyes were filled with tears: When you had not touched me yet"
So, the first night was not a great start, but the narrator pursued the relationship and eventually both overcame the rough start to fall in love with each other:
"I had all and then most of you"
Like many relationships that turn sour, it was not a quick decline, but a gradual one where the narrator and their partner fall out of love and gradually grow apart
"Some and now none of you"
Losing someone who was once everything in your world, who you could confide in, tell your secrets to, share all the most intimate parts of your life, to being strangers with that person is probably one of the most painful experiences a person can go through. So Painful, the narrator wants to go back in time and tell himself to not even pursue the relationship.
This was the perfect song for "13 Reasons Why"
A House of Spades Stands No Chance Against the Wind. (Gambler)
We have been dealt a hand
which built our home out of threes and aces.
We bet on cards and wheels in droughts and floods
to win hearts and families.
We have gone all in. The chips collapsed.
But we’ve been counting.
She folds a line of clothes
while the boys are turning in.
At lights out, father’s choking up; It’s all or nothing.
He pushes straight for the car through the door.
Sometimes it’s the hardest moves
that make the most cents.
I took my ship out to sea
if I’d make something of me.
The night; a blanket of glass,
the waves; a hallowing wake.
Each swell a sigh for my boys.
The crest; a plea for my wife.
The harbor approaches.
By dawn, he cast his net to fish,
four hours, three attempts, two tow them in.
That’s when one line gave out and tore from the -
Fishermen crowded around.
They cast lots and challenged him.
I was the one who laid them bricks.
I was always the first to deal with it.
I would never have chosen
for our paths to run off course,
so of course I’m not responsible for this.
There has never been a line that I’ve struggled with.
Not once was I dealt a hand that I could not play.
Now there is a hand, that she calls for.
I cannot hold.
So many lines, such an overused phrase
that I cannot say.
And to think, she’d be willing to bet on me.
And to think, I used to be her right hand man.
When wife awoke, in her humble home
and to her right, no lover lie.
While both her boys were still tucked away,
she searched the house for a single trace.
Hardly a note, but it sure did the job,
a few scattered words, “Live well, my love”.
We have been dealt a hand
which built our home out of threes and aces.
We bet on cards and wheels in droughts and floods
to win hearts and families.
We have gone all in. The chips collapsed.
But we’ve been counting.
She folds a line of clothes
while the boys are turning in.
At lights out, father’s choking up; It’s all or nothing.
He pushes straight for the car through the door.
Sometimes it’s the hardest moves
that make the most cents.
I took my ship out to sea
if I’d make something of me.
The night; a blanket of glass,
the waves; a hallowing wake.
Each swell a sigh for my boys.
The crest; a plea for my wife.
The harbor approaches.
By dawn, he cast his net to fish,
four hours, three attempts, two tow them in.
That’s when one line gave out and tore from the -
Fishermen crowded around.
They cast lots and challenged him.
I was the one who laid them bricks.
I was always the first to deal with it.
I would never have chosen
for our paths to run off course,
so of course I’m not responsible for this.
There has never been a line that I’ve struggled with.
Not once was I dealt a hand that I could not play.
Now there is a hand, that she calls for.
I cannot hold.
So many lines, such an overused phrase
that I cannot say.
And to think, she’d be willing to bet on me.
And to think, I used to be her right hand man.
When wife awoke, in her humble home
and to her right, no lover lie.
While both her boys were still tucked away,
she searched the house for a single trace.
Hardly a note, but it sure did the job,
a few scattered words, “Live well, my love”.
Lyrics submitted by remembermaine
A House of Spades Stands No Chance Against the Wind. (Gambler) Lyrics as written by Jeffrey Thomas Ramirez Adam James Tomlinson
Lyrics © Songtrust Ave
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