[Verse 1]
Born with eyes that read the room before the door swings wide,
A mind like a locked chest — every key kept deep inside,
The kind who sits in silence and already knows the score,
Who maps the hidden undercurrent long before it hits the shore,
You carried early seasons that made you old before your time,
And built a code of conduct from the rubble of the climb,

[PreChorus]
But every truth you excavated, every layer you peeled back,
Was sharpening the instrument — nothing that you lacked,

[Chorus]
Pat, you were forged in the fire of what most couldn't face,
The searcher, the keeper, the one who holds the space,
Every answer you hunted down, every door you cracked open wide,
Pat, that depth was always the gold — not the dark, not the divide,

[Verse 2]
You give like a treaty — measured, fair, and true,
Where others trade in shortcuts, you hand over something new,
You've sat across the table with your whole self in the room,
Not chasing easy harmony, but tending what can bloom,
There's a part of you that wanders — philosophies, far roads —
The student who keeps studying long after the class has closed,

[PreChorus]
And all those miles of searching, all those questions left to burn,
Were building the foundation for everything you'd learn,

[Chorus]
Pat, you were never just the surface others thought they'd find,
The map inside you runs for miles — careful, vast, designed,
Every bond you chose with intention, every truth you dared to name,
Pat, that's the architecture of a life that couldn't stay the same,

[Verse 3]
A new page turns now in the quiet of the in-between,
Where something long horizon-bound is finally coming clean,
The dream you held in both hands — partly faith, partly proof —
Has been constructing its foundation underneath your roof,
The stars that flanked the hour you arrived said: go deeper still,
And every scar from going deeper proved that you always will,

[PreChorus]
So here on the edge of something opening, let it through,
The reckoning and the returning are both made for you,

[Chorus]
Pat, every chapter that unmade you built the one you're in,
The seeker who descended always rises from within,
Every wall you walked through bleeding made the next one easier to face,
Pat, this is the threshold — step across and claim your place,

[Bridge]
You dreamed of a community that recognized your mind,
You offered something rare to rooms that left you far behind,
But the vision that felt fractured was assembling all along —
The pieces that felt missing were becoming something strong,

[Outro]
Pat, the stars that spoke at your beginning speak still,
Every depth you dared to plumb has been fulfilling its own will,