[00:07.80]I don't sleep, because sleep is the cousin of death
[00:10.62]Down the hall, there's a kid that I know
[00:13.89]He's kind of quirky so I say hello
[00:16.56]He's so sarcastic but he's always right
[00:18.99]Working on those problem sets late into the night
[00:21.78]Mad Mad magazines sit piled by his bed
[00:24.54]A million brilliant thoughts going all through his head
[00:27.45]We bike to class in the autumn rain
[00:29.82]He tells me that he's fine but I know he's in pain
[00:32.76]Pat I miss you dude it's so hard to say goodbye
[00:35.40]In Europe last winter you were tired of the lie
[00:38.01]Monoxide in the bathroom but the door was locked
[00:40.59]We were always there for you, you could have called and talked
[00:43.23]I felt guilty and alone and so sick when I discovered
[00:46.23]You did it in Berlin, you'd just talked to your mother
[00:48.93]I guess it was too much, depression disillusion
[00:51.60]Maybe suicide's an answer, but it wasn't the solution
[00:54.33]CHORUS:
[00:54.51]And I wish that you hadn't done it
[01:00.78]Could have won it and moved on from it
[01:01.59]And we could have grown old together
[01:09.60]But instead you'll always be 23.... 23.
[01:21.81]We sat together one night on El Camino
[01:24.33]On the bench by the bus stop hiding from El Nino
[01:27.15]You told me your secret I just sat there in shock
[01:29.82]You couldn't tell your parents, you couldn't break that lock
[01:32.67]Cognitive dissonance, trapped in your shell
[01:35.34]Depression and regression made your life a living hell
[01:38.04]The pain was too intense, the fence too strong to break
[01:40.68]So you went to Germany, it was too much to take
[01:43.50]You came back broken hearted distracted by the dream
[01:46.23]The worlds collided now, college wasn't what it seemed
[01:48.75]You went to back to Berlin to find yourself once more
[01:51.66]They broke down the door and found you lying on the floor
[01:54.18]I took the Amtrak up the coast, your mom met me at the station
[01:57.15]I went to see your house and photos of your graduation
[01:59.85]We drove to your grave, no tombstone where you lay
[02:02.34]Your freshmen yearbook's by your bed and your room's in disarray
[02:05.07]CHORUS
[02:12.21](vocal samples recorded spring 2003)
[02:12.99]Lars: Ladies and gentlemen, I want you to meet a good friend of mine, this is Patrick Wood!
[02:32.28]Pat: What's up Lars?
[02:33.21]Lars: What's up Pat?
[02:34.14]Pat: How you doing man?
[02:35.58]Lars: Good. What do you think of me having my recording equipment take up three quarters of our small room in the Kimball dorm?
[02:41.31]Pat: It's no problem man, I love you.
[02:42.99]Lars: I love you too Pat.
[02:43.98]Pat: Thanks Lars.
[02:44.82]Lars: Pat Wood! Hey that's you.
[02:51.09]Pat: (Sarcastic laughter)
[02:53.22]CHORUS:
[03:10.62]And I wish that you hadn't done it
[03:15.90]Could have won it and moved on from it
[03:20.58]Now we'll never grow old together
[03:25.92]But you're in my memory, 23... 23.
[03:30.45]Suicide sucks.