Weight in Gold
Style: Synthpop

[Verse 1]
Crates stacked up, bruised and gold
Brass scales tipping, heavy, bold
Nothing here weighs quite the same
You make the whole market richer

[Pre-chorus]
Every year you add some shine
Every year you're worth the climb
So let the numbers start to rise

[Chorus]
Richard, hold that picture still
Born to tip the scales uphill
Nobody balances quite like you
We keep coming back for Richard

[Verse 2]
Fruit gets bruised but tastes the best
Sweetness always earns the test
You wear your years like something rare
Time has made you richer

[Bridge]
Blow the candles, watch them spark
Light you carry through the dark
Every birthday adds a layer
Gold gets heavier, not lighter

[Chorus]
Richard, hold that picture still
Born to tip the scales uphill
Nobody balances quite like you
We keep coming back for Richard

[Outro]
Stack the crates up, high as they go
You're the sweetest weight we know

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