Brother, are you really here?    The package I received is gone    Are you a phantom detective?       Can you read my soul backwards?    I would glide with you    If you are a backwards ghost    I will hire you       Brother, are you really home?    Holy as a blessed worm    A paradise ambasssador    Bring me to your room       And I will throw you rocks today    And watch them pass right through, you say    And this is not a game or test    We both have done some grieving       Brother, with your vast reward    A treasury you can't afford    Surgeries and innocence abounds       And I have read in paper books    My eyes are glands on twisted hooks    Never have I felt or looked    So sorry for you now       Brother, are you trained to spy?    One eye open, one eye dry    When I die, will you be my neighbor?       Tell me things I like to know    Dressing up from head to toe    Let them know to and fro    From here and tomorrow       Brother, are you really here?    The message I received is gone    Are you a phantom detective?       Can you read my soul backwards?    I would glide with you    If you are a backwards ghost    I will hire you