[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
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
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