Beck

Brother are you really here?
The package I received is gone
Are you a phantom detective
Can you read my soul backwards?
I will glide with you
If you are a backwards ghost
I will hire you
Brother are you really home
Holy as a blessed worm
Paradise ambassador; bring me to your room
And I will throw you rocks today
"watch them pass right through" you say
"this is not a game or test
We both have done some grievin"
Brother with your vast reward
Treasury who cant afford
Surgeries in innocence abounds
And I have read in paper books