To a Mouse

You can call me anytime
If you need it
You can tell me anything
I'll be listening
But I can't read between the lines
Of your callused hands
Will you find the promise land?
How could I know?

All the postcards you're dreaming of
Rabbits in the fields we were looking for
I'll keep you safe from a shattered hope

We can keep on making plans
If we want it, go for it
But if our castle is made of sand
Forget it
The wind could blow it all away

I'll be right here, by your side
Because you need it
Trying to covering the crimes
Folks are claiming
But I can't save you everytime
From what's in your head
You'll never reach the promise land
As far as I know

Good intentions
Are not enough
When you go too far

We can keep on making plans
If we want it, go for it
But if our castle is made of sand
Forget it
The wind could blow it all away
We can keep on making plans
If we want it, go for it
But if our castle is made of sand
Forget it
The wind could blow it all

I got to say, you're trying hard
Burying secrets in the backyards
But I can't help you anymore
Nobody wants you and the Evil that you've done
I'll try to save you from this world
You're not welcome by anyone
And I can't help you anymore
Now you rather be dead with a bullet in your fucking neck