Pat, we need your brains back Pat, we need your fire and your imagination Pat, we know you f**ed up But we don't care you f**ed up, everybody's f**ed up Thought I heard your voice the other night And sure enough, it came from you Thought I'd be surprised that you weren't dead But all I was was glad Just sitting by your bed And talking to your head And hearing what you said As if you'd never left Can't you see yourself yet, can't you see through our eyes? Can't you see the truth? Nothing's worse than ever, falling in a dream's where We can see each other Saw you the other night Have to say something wasn't right Of course, but I didn't mind 'Cause seeing you being all alive Just walking in the room made me so relieved Like everything was fine and you had never died Or second-guessed your mind or gave up on our trust Thought you'd gone too far for us to take you back But distances like that, Pat, don't exist in fact