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