Worth Her Weight in Gold (Demo)

(albüm: Annette (Unlimited Edition) - 2021)

[Henry:]
And what is this I'm holding near
A living, breathing souvenir
Of some strange land with tiny kings
And queens who sleep through everything
And language that we've long forgot
And unrestricted kinds of thought
Relying on our empathy
To shield them from all enemies

She's worth her weight in gold
She's worth her weight in gold

I've read the books and talked with friends
But still this isn't making sense
I'm ill-equipped in every way
To know the things to do or say
So what is this I'm holding near
A source of joy, a source of fear
And what is this I'm holding here
A part of me, this much is clear

She's worth her weight in gold
She's worth her weight in gold
She's worth her weight in gold
She's worth her weight in gold

What does she see?
What does she see?
What does she hear?
What does she hear?
What does she feel?
What does she feel?
What does she think?
What does she think?

And somehow I can't help but feel
My love for Annette's begun to dull
That hard edge that I need to have
To draw them out, push crowds to laugh

And strange as it might be to say
With Ann it's worse in every way
My love for her has lessened me
I'm less a man creatively

Her shadow looms so large
A kind of impotence has stricken me

Where is that glib comedian
That edgy shit's an also-ran
Is it their fault it's come to this
You see my love for them both has made me this

It's robbed me of what's really me
To wipe out what I need to be
But here I am, an empty man
A father, lover, but an empty man

I'm worthless and I'm old
I'm worthless and I'm old
I'm worthless and I'm old
I'm worthless and I'm old